Sean Slaughter - Word of the Lord lyrics

[Chorus 2X] I'm getting tired of the same catz, making lame trax, saying bang that It's a shame black, you sure Jesus Christ ordained that Framed that, said you can nail it up and hang that Or did you lay back and didn't bother with his name cat [Verse 1] Cause the style you spit is suspect Full color photo on a 20-song project Every track carefully layed out, but it was played out Phat, who let the weight out, 80's release date out Every album track a sixty-one key Casio You spit like Scott Broscious, think you Joe DiMaggio Plus the slang you spit was man*script, man you sllpped Trying to be the man you writ Or man you wrote, ya rhymes upsetting the folk They used to Tone and Poke, you gave 'em Pokemon Don't smote me mon, cause you ran totally from The real gift God gave you, to quote the son But doing housework at the church ain't too popular Or giving glory to God on ya job while you mopping up Cause you crave the limelight, human superstar type Give ya will to God, pray hard and get ya mind right Ain't trying to cause conflict, kid, you know what the time is Kids dying in the street and you wanna rhyme this Shine this; this is how you represent ya heiness The ruler of the earth and sea, controller of the climate The judge, jury and the lawyer, with more adventures than Tom Sawyer Swingin' on catz like Wally Joyner That ain't WWJD, before you pen a page B Spit ya rhyme to God son before you even page me The Word of the Lord, declares that we wielding our swords Gripping our shields, do battles on these concrete hills Nevertheless, soldiers for Christ, never retiring From the valley, to the hill, to the Mountain of Zion 2X Who livin' righteous, who claiming now to be the wisest Who talking out they neck, spittin' venom out like geysers Who really think money is a self-saving solution Who really like boosting, and satanic saluting Who's in a relationship, that's really prostitution Who knows why they loosing, still in coast steady cruising On a chariot to destruction, who smoke they little loot until it's nothing Or spend it all steady fronting For catz you scream you don't care about Who ready to die, no faith, little doubt, sin ya love to grin about Run to God when in doubt, who pray to the Lord sippin' a Guinness stout Really confused and ready to choose The key to salvation, believe in Christ and that he died for this nation And rose on the third, my God is mighty, exclamation I get to the point, no compromising And stretch my hands up, praising my Lord, ya heiness For faithfulness and good works, I feel his presence near while the devil works In the shadows, with poison arrows And since I'm saved I found this law came to be The more good I do, there's evil there at the same speed So I die daily, dead in sin arise in righteousness Cleansed by Christ the Lambs blood, the world in spite of us True believers, that's why we steady persecuted But when the lord comes to judge the world they can elude it I'm suffering now because I tell the good news Because I'm not ashamed, because I know Jesus The one in whom I have believed And I'm sure he is able to protect what he has trusted me with until that day! The heavens housing, 144,000 I want to be the next on line, marching for the prize Clothed in white, politicking with the Israelites Angels on the four corners of the earth, seal the lords works Before destruction of the earth, set off by the seven horns When the last woe is blown through the trump the earth's torn Like the veil when Christ rose, the dragon and his angels will try to oppose Now they under our toes Thanks to Michael and his angel army, bold and holy soldiers Takin' back what was promised back in the days of Moses And slay every Hittite, Amorite, Perrizite, Hivite, Jebusite, down to the Canaanites But you'll never overthrow the foe if you ain't praying Me and Christ is staying tight, till that day I lay in flight Shout Hallelujah, for the fall of Babylon Shout Hallelujah, in one hour ya powers gone Shout Hallelujah, our Lord God almighty reigns Shout Hallelujah, most praise to the High King Galloping on a white horse, his name is faithful and true He brandishes a double edge sword, for me and you On his head, many crown his eyes is like the hottest flame His name is the Word of God, yet nobody know his name His robe dipped in the blood, the blood that cleanses all the saints The one who promised no more d**h, mourning crying and no pain Get tossed in the lake of fire, here come New Jerusalem Triple six with the dragon breath is doomed after the second d**h Two in the field, one taken one is left One is life, one is d**h, choose where you want to rest On a hot plate, or the glory in the golden gates Flames and yells or robes and praise, sulfur suites or angels rays [Chorus] - 2X