You bring the crowns and heads of conquered kings to my city steps
You insult my queen
You threaten my people with slavery and death
Now, I have chosen my words carefully, Persian
Perhaps, you should have done the same
This is blasphemy
This is madness
This is Sparta!
Yeah, okay
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Nah, it's Jesus, e'rybody's gettin' purged in the flame
It's homicide from the sky, He come to murder the lame
Me and the squad, we serve God, y'all are servin' the Cain
You on the wrong side, if we gon' ride, y'all lose
Me and my goons stay covered in the blood, no truce
I know you tryna flex, but you got no juice
We vote Trump, y'all a slump, y'all a got no roots
Pull up with the motorcade, it's a total raid, and we motivate
Anybody that voted would revolt, because we know it's fake
Notice, homie, e'rybody loaded, don't get blown away
And, you can try to hex, ain't scared of death, 'cause I know His name
I'm just a protégé and He the GOAT
Sell ya' coat, and buy a gun, look for ya'self, it's what He wrote
Take it up with Jesus, bro, all I do is quote
And, Jesus ain't a hippie, He'll be comin' for the throat
Better turn
Y'all know we stayin' ready for the combat
I'm covered in the blood, you know I'm on that
That's a whole lotta red
Don't make me call the comrades
You askin' for a war, and you don't want that
That's a whole lotta red
We red from head to toe
And, we don't wanna flex, and let it go
That's a whole lotta red
We playin' chess, if you ain't know
And, you don't wanna test, we'll let it blow
That's a whole lotta red
I look around, and know that something ain't right
People act like they stand on somethin', but not willin' to fight
And, they all rappin' for the Devil, say they livin' for Christ
Somebody give you a milli, you'll be in a dress by tonight
'Cause, y'all work for the world, y'all work for the gold
Just to accomplish ya' goals, you're willin' to sell yo' soul
But at the end of the road, do you know where you will go?
Here's a hint, it's not cold, Bible says to love my foes
So, I wanna tell you, right now, that you can turn from yo' sin
And, turn to Christ, 'cause spoiler alert, the Devil won't win
Revelation 21:8, here, read it, again
Write it down, memorize it, and share it with all yo' friends
So, do you love God more than pleasure?
Do you love God more than yo'self? This is pressure
From people think they can disrespect God, and it's whatever
Go read about Noah, 'cause God can change up the weather
You not that clever
Y'all know we stayin' ready for the combat
I'm covered in the blood, you know I'm on that
That's a whole lotta red
Don't make me call the comrades
You askin' for a war, and you don't want that
That's a whole lotta red
We red from head to toe
And, we don't wanna flex, and let it go
That's a whole lotta red
We playin' chess, if you ain't know
And, you don't wanna test, we'll let it blow
That's a whole lotta red
The world will know that free men stood against a tyrant
That few stood against many
And, before this battle was over, that even a god king could bleed
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That's a whole lotta red
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That's a whole lotta red
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That's a whole lotta red