[Verse 1: J-Silas]

16 Bars to spit with Timothy

Dedicated to Christ when I die remember me

No Glory in me just remember my works

If you still think I'm prideful then remember I'm dirt

And you too see through all of you people

Discernment from reading the Greek and Hebrew

Life in me now and I'm hating the evil

When I walk in myself I smell it like pee-yew

You understand I'm not God I'm just a man

If you see me shine in the Spirit or just a tan

Too much Son you can say I'm just a fan

Gets hot when I'm giving Him praise

Out my clothes like my name was King Dave

Dancing for days sweat dripping

No beat I seen people dance in a daze

You know how dem saints be

We peculiar people just waiting for a peculiar sequel

With tracts in our hands all glad to greet you

Last dollar we be glad to feed you

Just met and we mad to leave you

If you saved in those gates I'll be glad to see you

[Verse 2: Timothy Brindle]

What the deal with cotton candy Christians

Who demand blessings but can't stand afflictions?

Compared to other things they barely love the King

Wanna be like Christ but not share in sufferings

Receive the Savior or you're more than flawed

Without the Mediator you're at war with God

So come impart with the humble carpenter

He paid a bail so why stay in jail?

Soon He'll reveal His doom that is real

And you'll be sliced in half by His righteous wrath

But those choosing to kneel by His wounds will be healed

And this life will pass when we unite at last

The Lord is calling me with Reformed Theology

To warn your colony to ignore idolatry

He's victorious so who's the next challenger?

My pocket Bible's sharper than your excalibur

[Verse 3: J-Silas]

Two of em like Yosemite Sam, wat's up doc?

Gospel shots graze you, holy holes in your man

66-caliber fam, I'm dying to stand

Victorious, I'll die in the stand

To lift Elohim up, my team buck like young deer

Wild out for Christ, preach life with no fear

Pew punks hate us, we get no cheers

Can't say I never shed no tears

It's lost souls, I lost foes and I cried the same

Shots took em, sizzling cries in the flame

It's no game, it's no pain like when apart from God

I lived it, breathed to death and I tried, it's suicide

Like anthrax, man packs death snacks

Cause when man snacks, it's like laying on Amtraks

Cause man's whack, damned to die without Christ

In the hottest degree with no ice, it's your life

[Verse 4: Timothy Brindle]

Fervent evangelism's certain to damage rhythms

Beware the serpent is determined to keep man imprisoned

I was wisdomless and mischievous

Now I'm flipping Scripts from Philippians to Leviticus

When the end is here you'll hear the trumpeter

But we never fear cause we're near the Comforter

But some are 'nnoyed because the Son destroys

I have abundant joy even when I'm unemployed

Satan is cunning, your crew is doomed in sin

We wait for the coming of New Jerusalem

God's grace is sufficient, that statement's consistent

His Creation's exquisite, He's painting it vivid

Conceived by the Spirit, born with sheep in a stable

You're completely unable to compete with His angels

Repent and be saved, there's more seats at His table

Come feast with the faithful, you'll see us eating a plateful

[Turntablism]

Victorious like Joshua blowing the ram's horn