Tommee Profitt - They Don't Want It lyrics

[Verse 1] I got that food for your mind You hungry? (Hungary) And I ain't talking middle eastern countries But if I was... Then Iran on this track with zeal Iraq my brain cause the truth is real (Israel) But they don't wanna hear it Drums missing from their ears So percussion got ‘em struggling Like they're caught up in a snare They don't even care So they're caught up like the air Dating every kind of woman I call it foreign affairs Dead man walking People still doing the Bernie? Losing all their battles Black eyed like Fergie Yo they covered in their gold Getting scarred like Xerxes The lies they believe in been working Working But I been working too I'm bout to bring em truth so they will all Be changed by God who made ‘em all And if they want Him they will call But if they don't then they will all be pained they missed out on His call Amazing He can save us all Before Him we all stand and fall [Hook] I got that food for your mind But they don't want it I got the cure for the blind But they don't want it Do you want it? Do you want it? Do you want it? They don't want it Do you want it? Do you want it? Do you want it? They don't want it [Verse 2] Cataclysmic, they're mad and twisted They shattered their pictures like savages Ravaging, reaping havoc Pattern vicious The tattered Christian should smash their sinning and trash it Burn it to ashes 'til it pa**es Mad a**istance His majesty gives us To tackle the sin And in His pa**ion He took on the lashes Mad persistence He pa**ed and was risen The Spirit mapping His wisdom Blasting us with pa**ages Christ all in my rapping, many don't know what I'm spitting Like my Mike was on inactive so they listening to Pippen 33 when He beat went Diesel on that cross and He was risen Hit that d**h up with that Eagle left it lying (lion) like a Griffin This ain't fiction this is proven Ain't no novel this is different The survival is to grovel when your wildin' and your sinning A righteous man falls down but he gets back up Sins like h**n 'til it gets smacked up You wanna battle with a God Try it And I ain't talking what 5 percentors be piping I'm talking bout the God who spoke Words and made flames His bars hot, yo this ain't a game No lie everybody gone die My Grandma out here 95, feeling like she barely been alive But in Christ you could live forever Just decide The choice is yours Stay slain or never die [Hook]