Speech, speech, what do yall want from me?
Yall want me to make a statement like a credit card company
I won't run from God's Word, but my words might run from me
How can you understand me if you don't stand under me?
2 Lettas, the mouth piece for Bible pages
Lyrical prowess and spirit collide on stages
The Word in my life allows me to press on
Loose the remote, walk to the tv, press on
Christ was nailed to the cross; girl's nails are pressed on
Bride to Christ but you'll never see me with a dress on
Dress warm, hat, gloves, but no scarf
I walk through the hall swallowin one.... I won't cough
Tongue be da paint brush to create da scene
Got da double barrelled typhoon wit da laser beam
Couldn't believe Martin Luther King was part of their regime
I'll blast my fleshly desires until they fade to dreams
Satan tripped me up; my God doesn't like that
It's like Satan wrote me a letter cuz dawg I'm write back!
BREATHE

dead man walkin, since the birth of my seed,
since my first breath, that's something I'm certain to see,
then I found Christ, or was he searching for me,
and everything I do, He was just working through me,
hell is hot, so I go to church in the heat,
my cuz found religion after churchin through me,
the flows deep, but its the surface you see,
wander the streets, didn't know what my purpose would be,
can't watch my mouth, its the soul of a person who speaks,
maybe its the flow and the verses you read,
because the last thing you remember, is the first thing you see,
some cats value life, but that's worth less to me,
each moment is a journey, that's the purpose of we,
since adam and eve, we've been cursed into be,
it hurts us to breathe, why are we here,
why does the anti-christ and four devils drive us through fear,
that's why when I'm sleep, the bibles are near,
and say prayers loud enough for rivals to hear,
Amen

Like hoes that spit out seamen
Im gonna spit out fire like a motha fuckin demon
You need ta be believen
That im reachin a new level
Im a new rebel a real devil
Im a boulder my rhymes r fuckin pebels
Let it be known Im set in stone
Im full grown this is my own
May it be reaped n may it be sown
Im in my zone Im the king of the throne
N I wont be over thrown over my very own...lyrics
Serious u gonna be wary at home, hear this!
Cuz I might come thru
Dunz u, punk u, u flunked school
But its my fault cuz I cant instruct fools
When Im rappin its like thunder clappin
Im just reactin n thats when it happens
The satisfaction of action
Dentyne fire blastin my mouth with fresh breathe
So you know when I spit its hot til death
Becuz my ways paved men
Im savin a small place for satin in my heart
God aint sayin we gotta hate him but it aint hard
Yet some do still I dont praise him for bein dark
Ill rebuke u dude for foolish tools u use on man
N i know u damned but damn I cant hate u man

must be something we sayin!