The Battle

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Because of me the creation groans/
 I've taken the throne/
 Humans are a race of drones/
 Slaves that I own/
 I've caused the fall of two races/
 Angels and humans- to mangle's my blueprint/
 You all have blue faces/
 I take a breath- you can't withstand/
 The strength of my swift hand/
 And quicksand- death is my hit man/
 And history is coming out the pages/
 Through out the ages/
 I left y'all pouting in cages/
 Who can doubt my wages? /
 The basics- we know well/
 People fell/
 If I did not exist- there would be no hell/
 No jail or prison/
 Large scale division/
 Stale religion/
 Sales of ism/
 Wailing Christians/
 Disease, gossip, homicide, evil policies/
 Deceit, malice, folly, pride- breed idolatry/
 Homosexuality, sexual immorality/
 Impurity, rivalry, sorcery, sensuality/
 And that's just a small list/
 I caused all this/
 The moral is there�s no morals- I make you live lawless/
 I�m stronger than the devil/
 Legions of steaming screaming demons don�t even belong on my level/
 Ruin the test/
 I keep you under stress/
 Non can rest/
 Without me the wrath of God is left unexpressed/
 I methodize my madness/
 Yet you frequently indecently sleep on me- recognize my status! //
 �Christian�:
 The word of God be my machete/
 You talk a whole lot of smack for be defeated already/
 Think you got maneuvers? /
 You already lost at the cross and I don�t talk to losers/
 You lost when your cost was paid/
 Since Christ rose and walked away- I am not your slave/
 Unlike unbelievers- I�m a lot different/
 I�m empowered by the Spirit who�s omnipotent/
 So any hour you�ll be through/
 You're stronger than Satan, but the Spirit's more powerful than you/
 Cause Christ is in me- Jesus son/
 It's like you're fighting a rocket launcher with a BB gun/
 Forget heat I'm a scripture packer/
 So I fight with nuclear bombs you're a whipper-snapper/
 The servants of that- are murder and death/
 I'm a Christian who's into killing the works of the flesh/
 Call it killing for a righteous cause/
 You don't reign on my body dawg/
 Christ is boss/
 Think I'm nice and soft like a cloth? /
 But if you near make my hand sin- I'll slice it off/
 To hack and sever nerves/
 You're infinitely disgusting for lack of better words/
 Worse than backwash of sasquatch/
 You're uglier than Jason Voorhees with his mask off//
 Round 2:
 I was sin's slave as a child/
 But now that I'm saved it's like there's tape on his mouth/
 Your lust is raunchy/
 You stink like musty laundry/
 Christ took my guilt so you got nothing on me/
 Sin it's you who I despise and loathe/
 More than a slimy toad or a grimy mold/
 My eyes behold how you're a giant load/
 Of something I'd find inside my commode//
 Appreciate the compliment- thank you kindly/
 You claim to hate me rightly/
 Yet you date me nightly/
 Rookie you're my slave/
 If I stink I guess I smell like your corpse after I pushed you in your grave/
 Why you wanna grab mics? /
 When you lack might/
 Oh that's right/
 By the way where were you last night? /
 Got to hand it to you brother/
 You actually battling me- I got other Christian mc's battling each other//
 Round 2 Bonus:
 �Christian�:
 Sin stop it with the lies/
 Where was I last night? � I was in the Spirit plotting your demise/
 With a tougher nature/
 I'm a suffocate you/
 Plus I hate you/
 You¡re nothing since the Father crushed the Savior/
 Took me in my tombstone/
 But that¡s a favor to me because I¡ll be in heaven- my true home! /
 You plan to tempt me/
 But your scam is empty/
 Because even if I do fall you can¡t condemn MeEeEeEeE//
 That's real and true/
 But what are you willing to do? /
 Because if you ain't killing me- then I must be killing you/
 And that's apparent clown/
 The other day this guy was sinning in the very shorts that he's wearing now/
 I'm closer to you than black people and melanin/
 I crush you like the bones you find in gelatin/
 So you can yell and grin/
 Just tell them when you fell again/
 Sin fella indwelling tim like a skeleton//
 Round 3:
 The funny thing about this battle is even if you win/
 I¡ll make you get prideful and lead you into sin- again/
 The statements you make are paper thin/
 I¡m greater than- even your Great Awakening/
 Your quick with the chatter/
 I¡m tickled with laughter/
 The church is slipping faster/
 I¡m crippling pastors/
 Because I¡m sin I slay rivals/
 You¡ll defeat me after the Clippers win an NBA title//
 Sin your pathetic dude/
 I'm having trouble hearing what you say- oh! Because I'm dead to you/
 So I don't have to listen all that trash your spitting/
 Because I know all your tricks like you're bad magician/
 The joy you give is a fake dud/
 After tasting Christ you don't satisfy my taste buds/
 So please would you break out/
 Because I'm not hungry for you like vegans in a steak house/
 This liar is easy to beat/
 I'm way more attracted to Christ- you're no longer pleasing to me/
 You're trife and ugly/
 But Christ is lovely/
 Not to mention His righteous life covers me/
 This scum should beat it/
 Fighting me is like fighting Christ- who's undefeated/
 You're still talking but you're dead/
 Bring the word of God- my sword- off with your head! //
 

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Duration
10:08
Key
8
Tempo
87 BPM

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