Bringing God Back

How you feeling?
Ayy, I’m bring God back in the building?
I mean somebody gotta do it for the children?
They selling evilness and they
Making a killing
And I know my lyrics get you in ya feelings
God gave you drive but you
Out here drug dealing god gave you hair
But you want weave that’s Brazilian
I don’t think that fake stuff is appealing

Okay, okay, okay, here we go
I don’t rap too fast you just listen to slow
God put this on my heart
And I’m letting you know
Somebody put the beat on and I’m ready to go
Stop following your friends
They will lead you to Hell
You can’t see it right now
But it’s easy to tell
All they care about is drugs and sex
They addicted to sin
And you know the wages for that is death
And you still with them now
Knowing you should’ve left
Now a young prostitute seducing
You with her breast
And I know what you thinking
But boy it’s a test
Are you gonna go with God
Or succumb to the flesh?
She giving you pretty words, alcohol is next
Toss in marijuana too just so
The devil can flex
You can go two ways but you gotta decide
Life gon' force you to choose anyway
You know you can’t hide (yeah)

How you feeling
I’m bringing God back in the building
I mean somebody gotta influence the children
They selling evilness and they
Making a killing
They sexualize our kids and make millions
They feminize our men and make millions
They turning us away from
God and making millions
But it’s time to put the truth over feelings

Listen to me, you ain’t gotta be gay
That’s Satan telling you that
I don’t care what he say
'Cause If you put God first then
He won’t lead you astray
I’m willing to give you the truth
Right now if I may
You ain’t gotta get drunk
You ain’t gotta get high
That’s the devil saying that you need
A hit to get by it’s not worth it
'cause you know I wanna see you fly
'Cause the truth is one day we all gotta die
(Ayy) you ain’t gotta cheat on ya spouse
Making up all these excuses while
You leaving the house
You know the punishment is death
But you blocking it out
But the voice gettin' louder are
You hearing me now (Ayy)
You don’t have to lie and steal
I know rappers telling you that
It’s cool to pop pills
But (ayy) do you wanna die on that hill
There’s a Hell
I know you don’t think you’ll go but you will

How you feeling
I’m bringing God back in the building
I mean somebody gotta influence the children
They selling evilness and they
Making a killing
They selling evilness and they
Making a killing

Somebody gotta do it