Spirit Of God! Lyrics

Oh, wait, that's a demon then he getting blitzed

Try to run, we gon' do him like Rick

And we only serve God over here, that's it

Like

Sin really making you sick

If I got the word on me, that's the grip Like

Armor of God for the fit

If I feel the spirit of God, then

IF I FEEL THE SPIRIT OF GOD THEN IT'S LIT

Upping the word, then I get to clickin'

AMP, if I'm feeling different

Demons, they better not try cuz

The last one that tried, he ended up missing

Up on a demon, can't lie, bro, I'm itching

Bible, Ali

And demons is Liston

Huh? Hold on, like what?

Gang, gang

Yeah, He died for me, so I'm living again

And my God coming back in the end

Give your life to the Son of Man

Or that fire gon' burn off your skin

Like worda bro, satan a bum

When the Lord pulls up, he gon' run

To be in the hands of the Lord is scary

You gon' wish you was thrown in the sun

Don't let me get started on them little demons

They ain't nothing, don't care if it's legions

Don't let me get in that mood, cuz

Cuz I'll send angels to spin for no reason

Demons really scared to go to hell

It be the humans out here mocking Jesus

You should really repent, cuz up in that fire

You gon' be crying and screaming

Playing with sin can't cross that border

Days getting wicked, times getting shorter

Nah, them demons ain't your friends

They gon' laugh while you getting tortured, Huh

And that's gon' be forever

Better move smart, better move clever

Give your life to Jesus Christ On this side, can't lie, bro, it's better

On this side, man, we got power Like, facts, and I really rock with it

I'm on timing, like,

Demon run up, then he getting his taco hit

Angels pull up, I seen a demon slip then we get to mopping him

Up it, and I get to blowing

Scripture speaking it's really talkative

Upping the word, then I get to clickin'

AMP, if I'm feeling different

Demons, they better not try cuz

The last one that tried, he ended up missing

Up on a demon, can't lie, bro, I'm itching

Bible, Ali

And demons is Liston

Huh? Hold on, like what?

Gang, gang

Yeah, He died for me, so I'm living again

And my God coming back in the end

Give your life to the Son of Man

Or that fire gon' burn off your skin

Like worda bro, satan a bum

When the Lord pulls up, he gon' run

To be in the hands of the Lord is scary

You gon' wish you was thrown in the sun