paroles de chanson 40 Bars of Yeshua - J-Blev , OnBeatMusic

I asked your favorite Christian rapper does he believe in the Bible he told me tricky question
A man who doesn't trust his map gone probably lack direction
I keep that 40 for protection under God's protection
Wondering does that mean I'm doubting God our doubting our connection

If God breathed it I believe it time for my bereavement
Can't even trust myself cause self and spirit never in agreement
Got to make sure I'm doing this for you Lord and not just for achievement
Or Presidents that should of faced impeachment

Camron flow ain't perfect but the lamb was though
If it's of God, it's no façade make sure your lamp on bro
Can't trample what the Lord of mantles put his stamp on mo
We treat the Bible like Bruno from that Encanto show

Behold a virgin bears a son and calls his name Immanuel
I know you saying but that ain't Jesus chill I'm getting mechanical
Immanuel means God with us Jesus walks ain't just a song
He really walked the streets of Bethlehem for those that's geographical

Isaiah 9:6 prince of peace to us a son is given it was written
7 centuries later brought us to repentance
Another prophecy fulfilled Christ passed the mission
Engine light was on Jesus paid so we could pass emissions

What's the bars for the day I ain't looking to the stars for the way
Trust creation over God who creates
Boy you bugging get the Raid must have flies in his face
Story time go and get the archives from the safe

So while death strikes his heal the offspring takes the cake
He had Christ on death row I'm talking murder was the case
Death bit but he ain't die punched death right in the face
Another prophecy fulfilled how many miracles does it take

Starts with order, grows with freedom, dies with chaos
Dark souls emerge from the shadows like Noob Saibot
They watching us like a Hawk, that's word to Mookie Blaylock
But children of the light rebel, no matter what it may cost

Yeah the flow sicko, crypto apocalypto
But don't let that distract you from these facts I'm trying to kick though
From vengeance to forgiveness opposite of Monte Cristo
Man this ain't a game, its food for thought for all my hungry hippos look

Head spinning like nunchucks head splitting from punch-ups
Death sentence confronts us but God swimming in front us
Red villians don't run up set tripping like young bucks
They right there in your house walking round with they face scrunched up Blev