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Tell 'em their guns out my city up in flames And yea though I walk through the of the dead But my hope still Whether or alive, this is do or die Christ is the gain So raise your up high Tonight we fight for our
I was Taylored to snatch the mic Swiftly Kanye did And lay it down for the like a sleigh bed And they can kill us now, go get the tape Hey put me 6 in the ground and watch a great escape I promise, ain't a 6 shooter that can me down My God's so official, a technical foul Was engineered in my mother's womb for glory Plenty in the persecution is inventory I been in the face, still exhibiting grace out many a place, just for sharing my faith My belt tight, shoes laced, a breast plate My war helmet on now I got my straight The battle's on but the war is over when reigns And fo' His name I withstand the pressure and take the And if they drop us, this promise, take it to the grave That we may die, but to die is our gain!
Tell 'em bring guns out my city up in flames And yea though I walk through the of the dead But my hope still Whether or alive, this is do or die When is the gain So raise your up high we fight for our King
Bout to be a riot, guns and fire, Somebody's But it won't be us, covered in His blood, our guts But even if it was, let our dust blow in the wind, we win when it's Christ puttin' out thunder-raps the nuns So I am no prisoners, not-a-one None, and no I'm not The One I just run in the power of The Son My God's a on Black mambas defeats and conquers
Tell 'em their guns out Send my city up in And yea though I walk the valley of the dead But my still remains Whether dead or alive, is do or die When Christ is the So your torches up high Tonight we for our King
Yeah, ready to die, for our martyrs man We die daily and wake up and do it all Either we certain or we insane riddlin' our frame, still we don't deny the Name Maybe we lost it, we vuelvo 'Cause is my home homie I ain't local I'm so of a chorus say we tied to the Lord like Chords Of Hey a course, if I get to goin' in I'm going off like "kill me" I'm goin' in God, by all possible Give me the to live and die for the gospel
Tell 'em bring their out Send my up in flames And yea though I walk through the valley of the But my hope still Whether or alive, this is do or die Christ is the gain So raise your up high Tonight we fight for our Our king, our king, tonight we for our King Our king, our king, tonight we for our King