Lyrics
Two
thousand
years
ago,
Jesus
rose
and
He
called
game
Satan
bruised
His
heel,
He
walked
out
the
grave
no
walk
of
shame
Time
running
out,
we
gon'
fall
to
our
knees
all
the
same
Y'all
better
put
D
Rose
in
the
Hall
of
Fame
Mike
air-walked
and
moonwalked,
Jesus
walked
on
water
Do
you
remember
the
time
most
from
the
man
walking
Lucifer
knows
be
doers
of
the
word,
the
way
he
perverts
the
world
with
mics
now
Christians
steady
talking
King
David
sung
psalms,
still
slung
the
rock
It's
clear
the
world
is
entertained
if
you
portray
the
Rock
Three
sixteen,
wrestling
with
things
we've
never
seen
Funny
how
the
stone
rolled
in
a
3 count,
Spirit
still
on
top
If
this
flop,
it
won't
be
because
I
pillow
top
God's
rest
assured
His
increase
comes
with
the
crops
'til
further
notice
I
stretch
my
hands
to
the
sky
And
if
you're
wondering
why,
it's
not
cause
I'm
being
forced
by
the
cops
Ahh-
Praise
Him
in
advance
waiting
on
direct
deposit
If
a
man
doesn't
work,
he
doesn't
eat
Pork
is
chopped
tryna
live
with
Leviticus
It's
not
required,
but
swine
won't
be
my
heart's
stop
Penalty
of
sin
is
death,
God
took
a
hard
flop
Took
a
charge
when
He
didn't
have
to
get
involved,
not
a
mall
cop
But
Paul
told
us
it
was
a
gift,
and
we
running
a
race
Lines
for
Satan's
lap
shouldn't
be
longer
than
the
throne
of
grace,
and
plus
Santa's
fake
Lord
I
love
you
a
whole
lot
Treasure
hid
in
the
field,
I
see
why
I
watched
Holes
now
You
know
you
really
close
to
God
in
the
garden,
Satan
don't
pull
up
as
a
snake
he
just
start
pulling
hoes
out
Oh
my-
I'm
made
in
God's
image
Thank
God
He
gave
me
more
than
one
shot
I
would've
been
finished
And
like
I'm
in
that
cul-de-sac
right
before
the
Son
comes
down
The
game
already
won
so
you
can
call
this
a
scrimmage,
that's
real
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