Chorus:
We a problem/ no stopping em/ pentecostalin evangelize the gospel in/ where them sinners at/ fear the wrath/ call the spirit in and turn em into citizens/
Verse1:
We a Problem, but not the math they solvin/ We got that holy water, ya skin is the solvent/ No Ben Stiller, don’t ever dodge it/ His spirit pour like rain, its acid till ya flesh dissolve it/ Of course its painful, yeah its torture/ The choice is yours, we aint gone force ya/ He want us as His bride, He’s tryin to court ya/ Reject the crown of life, He’ll let the ring of fire scorch ya/ Now eat ya portion, He’s not mythical/ 33 a.d. was pivotal/ Christ died and rose, literal/ the literature is not analogies and riddles dude/ its time you learn this walk …tennis shoe/ and wrap ya life around his word… tentacle/ he’ll adorn you in new fashion…Kenneth Cole/ witout Christ this life is “Danger” … mystickal/
Verse2:
Betta watch the kid, I got something in the holster/ I blast the ratchet, of course im not remorseful/I do more deliver the message, I bring it postal/ I wet up the joint, holy super soaker/ His Word protect my neck, chasity choker/ treasure stored in heaven, Christ my broker/ you aint gotta play the hand you dealt this life is poker/ I roam the streets with the good news im Al roker/ this life is a roller coaster/ He make it smooth sailin … lost ya motor/ He is more that jewelry stickers and poster/ part seas storms cease, God of Moses/ my landlord 3’s company, Mr Roper/ God the Father Immanuelle and the Holy Ghosta/ I left the behind … Black Noah/ now im livin off the Blood … Bram Stoker/
Verse3:
I promise you love the benefits, alter call send em in let the spirit settle in/ we the body parts of a greater regiment, interlock similar to cinderblock sediments/ we tryin to give ya the medicine/ but they actin like they got attention deficit/ plus they callin ya body a hypocrite/ cuz I can relate to drug money and hittin skins/ look I don’t honor the things I did/my past sickenin its full of plenty blemishes/ the poison has infected him/ Satan still affectin him but Christ keep refreshin Him/ but im repentant so im penitent/ and that forgiveness is sweeter than cinnamon/ back on my mission and im rollin like Michelin/ Christ decendant fisherman find the lost and reel em in/