J-Red - The Legacy lyrics

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J-Red - The Legacy lyrics

(Matt 28:18-20, 2 Tim 2:2) [Verse 1: muzeONE] MuzeONE is the product of a legacy, non-deceasing energy Solid as a temple, b, scholar of the heavenlies Started with a simple seed planted on the Bainbridge 2 yrs prior to my birth Pop changes 4 spiritual laws rips his heart's chord Hardcore, keys replaced, fits his heart's door Now ajar, found afar off and Brought closer than before, now boasting in the LORD Growth begins, 4 young arrows in his quiver Glory as his bride and a message to deliver On loan, flock fed, nourished by the bread of life Long road, knocked heads, burdened by a precious light Pop knows God said, “Work'em till they're heading right Snot nosed hard heads putting up a desperate fight Still grew, Dad spilled truth on the daily Ma too, ma'dukes patience is crazy Endure, pops took the flames like a man, bruh Stood firm even with the d**h of my grandpa Watched as his kids slipped slowly out his handle Observed as sin ripped his whole fam up Faithful, pressure squeezes cries from our lungs, yo Plot line thickens when the seeds start to bud growth Love slow simmers men, never touch a microwave Prodigals returned to the foundation Christ laid Christ paid the ransom, purchased his family Pops laid his hands in, worked with us gladly Making disciples shaped by the bible Making the night glow, racing for life yo Handing the baton down to MVP and muzeONE Michelle and Christina too , we're his troops son The truth, dun!, Pops, yo I'm thankful for everything 4 stones in your crown, LONG LIVE THE LEGACY! [Hook] It's the legacy, spread the gospel, transparently Riches up in heaven stay wealthy Keep in the family, adopted, now workin' for the agency and nursery Keep the kids healthy [Verse 2: Stephen the Levite] I plan to leave a legacy, wisdom locked up in a treasury Apply knowledge, went to Bible College, not a Pharisee Live it out Didn't get to finish God shipped me out to Philly, got the word in your heart it's time to get it out Trust me, life isn't easy God crushed me Add your livin' water God I'm dusty, clay never slushy Moldable, hold every bold Holy quotable God the life source fades your notables Blue print: red letter Ed[ition]: God's two cents Heads connect, free PCS both use Sprint: Incense, Lord as I mature give me infants Little Christ-likes, multiply your existence Fruitful, plant seeds give me two scoops full Sprinkle that, do somethin' make yourselves useful The youthful Makin' sand castles in the soil stop playin', there's blood on your hands that truthful Wrong dirt, go make disciples not converts Work that, like a Philly cat wit a long shirt Slow-mo', unfed seeds don't grow Where's the word at? Only that can speed up the tempo I'm agro, cultural, mad at the culture of the half-flow: Half hot water, half cold Check Ezra, nine, Nehemiah Thirteen and Samaria Balaam runnin' game in your area I'm sick of this, told you sometimes I feel like Phinehas Ready to take a stand and leave a legacy of zealousness One track [mind] first Corinthians eleven: one that Run tell your friends uncompromised love's back Jesus, died on the cross in the open all peeped it Rose from grave if you believe it then speak it Lives are at stake don't cheapen it, preach it Spread the legacy like you mean it [Hook]

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