Letras
I have an invitation for you
Is there a celebration?
No
I'm not inviting you to a celebration
I'm inviting you to a war
God is inside of us
The devil is outside us in the world all around us
We'll pick up an axe and cut the devil's throat
We'll fight him wherever he is
In the sick, in the rich, even in the temple
I'll lead you
If you have sheep, give them away
If you have a family, leave them
I believed in love, now I believe in vengeance
Devils get dealt with with fire
The righteous acquire the patience to make it through the war
Guided by spiritual force, signs too clear to ignore
The path was drawn by the most high, the one
This battle's not won by the sword
Cops breaking the same laws they enforce
Every dog has his day, crime does pay in certain ways
See you tortured in your graves on judgement day
Rays from the sun illuminate my melanin
I got advice for bitch niggas, stop meddling
My friend, you sick, I spits the medicine
The devil's always knocking, don't let him in
Weapon is loaded for treacherous vultures
Waiting for the perfect moment for a ferocious attack
I just sit back and laugh
My nigga, already planned my counter attack
Many are trapped in they own flesh
In they own room with they own techs
Pointed at they own head, you know what happens next
Lusting for death, Sean Kavi blessed, the best it gets
Slash mugs, rights become lefts on the quest itself
Perfect self, heal self, text is self
The God Hour, bringing heaven to hell
Buckle your seat belts
I have an invitation for you
Is there a celebration?
No
I'm not inviting you to a celebration
I'm inviting you to a war
God is inside of us
The devil is outside us in the world all around us
We'll pick up an axe and cut the devil's throat