Attention Please

Yeah, Temptation on me

No vacation homie
I been stationed, with God as my guide
Yeah
Was patient only
Wanted better for people in silence
But now ima Slide
Why? Cuz people need protection
Fake affection, ain't the role that I'm ever gon play
I'm sensitive to the Godly, but ain't hardly finna let Religion control what I say
Aye, So this is what you wanted, saw it when you fronted
I was just acting confused, yeah
Saw you claiming Christ, didn't match your life
Knew you ain't play by the rules
But this is Heaven sent
I have been sent for addressing the elephant
Sexually active, while preaching be celibate
I won't just watch while you trample the delicate
Played with their minds, & left them to struggle
Seen a Pastor use the pulpit to hustle
I ain't Jesus, I ain't Paul, I'm like Peter
And got it on me if you trying to tussle
Niggas want the real, they tired of games
Burn the fake, & then pour gas in the flames
We want answers, & we know that He got em
Keep on playing, we gon call out your name
Taelor reassured me, I paid the cost
Both of us weep for the people we lost
Know that our God is all consuming fire
My desire, purifying the dross
This is a message to all of you charlatans
I'm at your neck and don't care who you callin in
Messiahs coming, & none of you stalling him
Do it for real, or don't act like you follow Him
Hollow men
Took advantage for the longest
Weak dudes, acting like they the strongest
Get on my Jericho, Chris
All of em making the list, The list is the longest
You been robbing people, having your fun
I just came to let you know that it's done
From the ascension, we live in the tension
United against you, & moving as One
Run
Listen, just know that you're dealing with
People with weapons, & they ain't concealing it
This Revelation, the Father revealing it
Kingdom advancing, but you ain't been building it, huh
Hot Rod & Bink in the coupe
Maub, K-Drama, Bumpy, & Swoope
Jonathan Baker, Taelor, Kam, Yav, Chris, Tres, Armond, what it do
Kalom, Gabe, Bill, B, Keem, this OHIO United can't stop it
Aye, they never planned for this
New school Evangelist
P signing off, it's the prophet



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Writer(s): Anthony Hendrix
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