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Tell 'em their guns out my city up in flames And yea though I walk 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
I was Taylored to snatch the mic like Kanye did And lay it down for the 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 great I promise, ain't a 6 shooter can keep me down My so official, that's a technical foul Was in my mother's womb for Gods' glory Plenty faith in the persecution is I been spit in the face, still grace Kicked out many a place, just for my faith My tight, shoes laced, plus a breast plate My war helmet on now I got my straight The on but the war is over when Jesus reigns And fo' His I withstand the pressure and take the pain 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 the valley of the dead But my hope remains Whether or alive, this is do or die When is the gain So raise your up high Tonight we for our King
to be a riot, guns and fire, Somebody's dyin' But it be us, covered in His blood, spillin' our guts But even if it was, let our dust in the wind, we win when it's done Christ puttin' out with the nuns So I am taking no prisoners, None, and no I'm not The One I run solar in the power of The Son My a m-m-monsta on Black mambas defeats and conquers
Tell 'em their guns out my city up in flames And yea though I walk through the of the dead But my hope still dead or alive, this is do or die When Christ is the So raise your torches up we fight 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 loco 'Cause Heaven is my home homie I local I'm so Chords of a chorus say we tied to the Lord 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 possible me the faith to live and die for the gospel
Tell 'em their guns out Send my city up in And yea though I walk the valley of the death But my hope still dead or alive, this is do or die When is the gain So raise your up high Tonight we fight for our Our king, our king, tonight we fight for our Our king, our king, tonight we for our King