Soldier Salute!

We need to eliminate secular music
Luckily
We have two of our finest soldiers
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Secret!
Eject!

YEAH!
YEAH!
I got my bible so watch how I move
You know I worship the Son of Man
So why is you talking bout worship the moon
Devil he mad at us, cuz he an amateur
You know my God wasn't there in the tomb
You know my God coming back like a thief in the night
Creeping up on you like
BOO!
Yeah, I gotta stay on the task
I'm feeling strong right now, I'm on a fast
Yeah, I'm tryna distance myself from sin
I don't need a mask
Two Servants, Two Swords, plus One Almighty God
Like you do the math
One God who died for you
Sin
That's what he starts to subtract
Fire of God, like pass me the torch
Spiritual Realm, I hopped off the porch
They be like bro, "You dropping them bangers"
I'm like it's just what I get from the source
Demon, told him back it up
Smacking up Dracula
Me and the trinity throw up a four
You know I'm a passenger
Not in an Acura
I gotta climb up the hill like I'm Lauren
Yeah!
Woah!
Yeah!
WOAH!
Gotta have faith I know who steers the boat
Yeah I'm tryna have the gospel blow up
I got my bible, yeah that's what I tote

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Mainetoowavy!
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(Uh Uh, Yeah Yeah) They is not ready for me
You know I'm worshiping Christ and He reigning supreme
You can't open the door because He got the key
I was quick for the chicken, not talking no Lee's
Try to take my blessings, In basketball call that a reach
God saved my soul from the world, He extracted a breach
Cut off the ties with the enemy, yeah he a leech
All of the secular cut that
I'm running the routes for The Lord, had to cut back
I'm drinking the holy water, pass the cup back
Got the Sword of The Spirit, leave him wit a toe-tag
The verse in the clip, so I unloaded eight mags
He cleaning my Spirit, not talking no Ajax
Tenth-grade shenanigans, shout out to J-MAX
My Father in control so I'm finna lay back, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Bible on me but it shoots like a rifle
I follow His task because I'm a disciple
Secret, Accomplice
Devil, My Rival
Jesus the King, and the devil recycled
G.O.A.T, don't want that title
And sin is a hazard that's way worse than bio
I dunk on the devil, I'm ballin' like Michael
Take a walk in my shoes, then go run a mile
I'm following Jesus cause He is the exit
Just call me a microphone, know that He testing
He throws it like Brady, I'm catching the blessings
Eternal peace in His arms know I rest in (Yeah)
I think we've done it
Like our Master said
IT IS FINISHED!



Credits
Writer(s): Secret Harmon
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