Oh yeah! (Oh yeah) we go! (Here we go) A little rough! (A rough) No sweat! (No sweat) I can do it! (I can do it) You can do it! (You can do it) Ooorah! (Ooorah) right...
Tell 'em bring their out my city up in flames And yea though I walk through the valley of the But my still remains dead or alive, this is do or die When Christ is the So your torches up high we fight for our King
I was Taylored to snatch the mic like Kanye did And lay it for the king like a sleigh bed And they can us now, go get the yellow tape Hey put me 6 feet in the ground and watch a escape I promise, ain't a 6 shooter that can keep me My so official, that's a technical foul Was engineered in my womb for Gods' 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 on now I got my head straight The battle's on but the war is over when Jesus And fo' His name I withstand the pressure and take the And if they drop us, this promise, we'll take it to the tonight we may die, but to die is our gain!
Tell 'em their guns out my city up in flames And yea though I walk through the valley of the But my still remains Whether dead or alive, is do or die Christ is the gain So raise your up high Tonight we fight for our
Bout to be a riot, guns and fire, Somebody's But it be us, covered in His blood, spillin' our guts But even if it was, let our dust blow in the wind, we win when it's Christ puttin' out thunder-raps with the 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 a m-m-monsta Treads on Black defeats and conquers
'em bring their guns out Send my up in flames And yea I walk through the valley of the dead But my hope still Whether dead or alive, is do or die When Christ is the So raise your torches up Tonight we for our King
Yeah, ready to die, for our martyrs man We die daily and wake up and do it all we certain or we certainly insane Bullets riddlin' our frame, we don't deny the Name Maybe we lost it, we loco 'Cause Heaven is my home homie I ain't I'm so Chords of a say we tied to the Lord like Chords Of Hey what a course, if I get to in I'm going off like "kill me" I'm goin' in God, by all means Give me the faith to and die for the gospel
Tell 'em bring guns out Send my up in flames And yea though I walk through the valley of the But my hope remains Whether or alive, this is do or die When Christ is the So raise your torches up we fight for our King Our king, our king, tonight we for our King Our king, our king, we fight for our King