A song
• Written by lil_Christian
Look at yourself. Up in your wealth.
You say you're a rebel but you're just working with the devil.
You say God ain't real can't feel him or see him. But just wait apply that to
your brain. There's nothing in there your vision like rain and your rhymes
like thunder after the power after the light. You are everything but right.
Oh, I got God on my side to spit my fire.
With heaven and hell, heaven repels.
Now, something ain't right is it just me or are you looking like Dwight.
I know you came looking for a fight and this is my first, but I can make more.
I'm nothing to adore. I'll soar through this war with a mighty roar.
Im going hardcore dodging C4. I'm the king of this ring. I pop with a sting.
You going and getting expecting to win, but you're just making a hating.
My lines are fading, but I'm just waking.
I'm raising a meaning don't make me yell.
Just reach out your hand reach for Gods.
Save yourself from hell, for heaven will repel.
Would you rather live in hell?
