DEMON KILLA

Pentecost
No more demon time, imma young Demon Killa
I was walking dead, Mike Jack, like its Thriller
Only couple dollars in my pocket, but I'm rich, yeah
Now the smoke's clear, hoping that you see the picture, yeah
Yeah, it's the execution of my pride and shame

And the lies telling me that I am still the same
See, he died on cross, so I ain't got to wear my chains
So every time he lurking, I just kick him to the grave
Yeah, to the grave

2013, though, nothing been the same
I've been switching lanes, changing teams
But I'm here to stay, because I know he on the way, yeah
No more demon time

No more demon time, imma young Demon Killa
I was walking dead, Mike Jack, like its Thriller
Only couple dollars in my pocket, but I'm rich, yeah
Now the smoke's clear, hoping that you see the picture, yeah

Say they understand God, but they don't know him
I'm talking about him, but I'm singing these hymns
My cup is overflowing
It goes way past the brim

Connected to the tree of life, they all find a limb
I see just what my father prunes
I read the trailer
I could tell you that he's coming soon

I tried to tell him, Remnant Sonics like a young platoon
Read Isaiah 55, his glory filled the room
Can't recollect, my old man is living in a tomb
Never to resurrect, no path, never to intersect

Dealing with your spirit, not your intellect
Tell me why they capping for the internet
Trying to cast out a demon to get respect
Ben did it when it was unpopular

When I tried to tell him, it was found upon
Didn't have no time, no care how to carry on
This time, on a different plane
Had no baggage to carry on

Now it's not just for myself, got the whole team
that's depending on
The greatest leader, the greatest servant
Show me who you putting on

No more demon time, imma young Demon Killa
I was walking dead, Mike Jack, like its Thriller
Only couple dollars in my pocket, but I'm rich, yeah
Now the smoke's clear, hoping that you see the picture, yeah