40 Bars of Yeshua ft. OnBeatMusic Lyrics

I asked your favorite Christian rapper does he believe in the Bible he told me tricky question

A man who doesn't trust his map gone probably lack direction

I keep that 40 for protection under God's protection

Wondering does that mean I'm doubting God our doubting our connection

If God breathed it I believe it time for my bereavement

Can't even trust myself cause self and spirit never in agreement

Got to make sure I'm doing this for you Lord and not just for achievement

Or Presidents that should of faced impeachment

Camron flow ain't perfect but the lamb was though

If it's of God, it's no façade make sure your lamp on bro

Can't trample what the Lord of mantles put his stamp on mo

We treat the Bible like Bruno from that Encanto show

Behold a virgin bears a son and calls his name Immanuel

I know you saying but that ain't Jesus chill I'm getting mechanical

Immanuel means God with us Jesus walks ain't just a song

He really walked the streets of Bethlehem for those that's geographical

Isaiah 9:6 prince of peace to us a son is given it was written

7 centuries later brought us to repentance

Another prophecy fulfilled Christ passed the mission

Engine light was on Jesus paid so we could pass emissions

What's the bars for the day I ain't looking to the stars for the way

Trust creation over God who creates

Boy you bugging get the Raid must have flies in his face

Story time go and get the archives from the safe

So while death strikes his heal the offspring takes the cake

He had Christ on death row I'm talking murder was the case

Death bit but he ain't die punched death right in the face

Another prophecy fulfilled how many miracles does it take

Starts with order, grows with freedom, dies with chaos

Dark souls emerge from the shadows like Noob Saibot

They watching us like a Hawk, that's word to Mookie Blaylock

But children of the light rebel, no matter what it may cost

Yeah the flow sicko, crypto apocalypto

But don't let that distract you from these facts I'm trying to kick though

From vengeance to forgiveness opposite of Monte Cristo

Man this ain't a game, its food for thought for all my hungry hippos look

Head spinning like nunchucks head splitting from punch-ups

Death sentence confronts us but God swimming in front us

Red villians don't run up set tripping like young bucks

They right there in your house walking round with they face scrunched up Blev