Killin' Stigmas (Free Style)

All the talent all gone
Saints don't rap it's evil
I guess this saint has evolved
Cuz with these bars ima draw em all
Pull em like cards, curring them
Flow so hot like it's curry in it
Ball on the devil like curry and them
Devil so mad must have worried him
Jesus rose, they thought they buried him
Can't commit to the Lord
How you gone marry sis
Put the Lord first you will get married sis
Committed to the Lord like a marriage sis
Gota guard ya heart like some white kicks
Burning the bridges that lead to sin
Wiser than dragons and serpents
Yea I'm treading on these serpents
Yea I'm hurting them
The word like fire, burning em
Heart circumcised like a new born in there
Interceding for the mind it's a war in there
Got the tongue of the learned and them
Ain't proud I'm just speaking the word to them
Let me wake em up declaring war with the pen
Got be patient can't hurry him
My God don't lose battles who can war with him
Let me slow it down, so they can hear the bars
I was filthy now I shine brighter than a audemar
The devil thought he had me, but my God reversed it all
Photocopied by his spirit ain't no need for a Xerox
My God mighty, my God rock
I need that glory that kabod
She a rapper, she ain't holy
You can't tell me what I'm not
Firmly planted, firmly rooted
Like them houses on ya block
The gates of hell will not prevail
Cuz I'm seated on that rock
Persecute me I won't stop
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She use to twerk she use to pop
No hypocrite because I stopped
By the power of my pops
Like Jackson prison I'm on lock
Going no where just like I stopped
I'm in his hands I'm in his palms
They like she the bomb, no
Get this from my pops, yes
With these scriptures I flex
They make me strong no bo-flex
No Tony the tiger, but he great
Keep that word on my plate
Everyday it's a date like
Make up in his face
On time never late
Every chain out of place
He over came no stain
He over came no stain
Distractions wanna drain
Everything that he put in me
But they can not uproot
What the Lord done put in me
Quicken me no loans
I need FaceTime no phone
The Lord keep me secure and safe
When the devil browsing no chrome
Boldly at his throne
Ima send these praises high like drones
The lord high up no drones
In his presence I belong

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Credits
Writer(s): Deanndra Brazil
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