FAKE BELIEVERS

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  "lyrics": "[Intro]\nTrumpets blow, truth erupts, Kingdom come, fake believers duck and run\nNo middle ground, no compromise, y’all built your altars on a pile of lies\n[Verse 1]\nYou parade in pulpits, MAGA hats in the pews\nQuote half of Scripture to excuse what you choose\nPreach law and order but you bless the lawless\nPaint Caesar’s face on the cross, call it flawless\nFlood the courts with wolves in robes\nWrap your hate in a verse, let the venom flow\nYou don’t follow the Christ that flipped them tables\nYou the Pharisee crew with the Cain-type label\nStomp through the Capitol waving them flags\nWhile the Sermon on the Mount’s in a body bag\nWhite House Faith Office stacked with frauds\nPreachers for hire, false prophets for odds\nTask force screaming Christian bias\nWhile your leader turns the gospel into an empire’s virus\nOpen the door for theocracy’s grip\nBut the Lamb don’t bow to your dictatorship\n[Hook]\nFake believers, frontin’ holy but you sold your soul\nKissed the ring of the tyrant, let your conscience fold\nWe the remnant, standing, let the judgment roll\nFire fall, fake believers gonna lose control\n[Verse 2]\nLegislate hate in the name of the Lord\nBut His word cuts sharper than your two-faced sword\nDebanking order, PR stunts\nWhile the hungry go starving and the war machine hunts\nBless Pete Hegseth while he preaches no women vote\nThat ain’t gospel, that’s Pharaoh with a Bible quote\nStage photo ops with the Book in your hand\nBut that Bible burns holes in the lies you planned\nTwist religious liberty to mean supremacy\nClaim the Spirit’s power but you sold it for a presidency\nProphets in the streets, you send the tear gas\nJust like Rome did when the movement wouldn’t pass\nCall yourselves chosen, but your fruit don’t show\nRot in the roots where the Spirit won’t grow\nRide with the Beast, but the Lamb will reign\nAnd your name ain’t written in the Book that remains\n[Bridge]\nCall it like Elijah on the Carmel plain\nDrench your altar, watch the heaven flame\nFake priests cut deep but the truth still bleeds\nFire still falls on the faithful seeds\nNo MAGA crown gonna buy you grace\nNo photo op gonna hide your face\nFrom the eyes like fire, from the throne that sees\nEvery lie you sold in His name for fees\n[Hook]\nFake believers, frontin’ holy but you sold your soul\nKissed the ring of the tyrant, let your conscience fold\nWe the remnant, standing, let the judgment roll\nFire fall, fake believers gonna lose control\n[Verse 3]\nYour faith ain’t faith, it’s a flag disguise\nA whitewashed tomb where the Truth inside\nGot pushed out, locked out, left to die\nWhile you preach that greed is the Spirit’s prize\nThe Judge don’t bend, He don’t take bribes\nHe don’t back down, He don’t switch sides\nBless that man with your church’s funds\nFire’s gonna fall when the trial comes\nEast to West, it’s a holy flood\nWashing all the dirt off the Shepherd’s blood\nEvery fake saint with the wolf’s disguise\nExposed when the King arrives\n[Outro]\nFake believers, you’ve had your stage\nNow the fire of the Lord gonna burn that cage\nEvery chain you forged gonna break in the war\nAnd the Lamb gonna reign forevermore"
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{ "lyrics": "[Intro]\nTrumpets blow, truth erupts, Kingdom come, fake believers duck and run\nNo middle ground, no compromise, y’all built your altars on a pile of lies\n[Verse 1]\nYou parade in pulpits, MAGA hats in the pews\nQuote half of Scripture to excuse what you choose\nPreach law and order but you bless the lawless\nPaint Caesar’s face on the cross, call it flawless\nFlood the courts with wolves in robes\nWrap your hate in a verse, let the venom flow\nYou don’t follow the Christ that flipped them tables\nYou the Pharisee crew with the Cain-type label\nStomp through the Capitol waving them flags\nWhile the Sermon on the Mount’s in a body bag\nWhite House Faith Office stacked with frauds\nPreachers for hire, false prophets for odds\nTask force screaming Christian bias\nWhile your leader turns the gospel into an empire’s virus\nOpen the door for theocracy’s grip\nBut the Lamb don’t bow to your dictatorship\n[Hook]\nFake believers, frontin’ holy but you sold your soul\nKissed the ring of the tyrant, let your conscience fold\nWe the remnant, standing, let the judgment roll\nFire fall, fake believers gonna lose control\n[Verse 2]\nLegislate hate in the name of the Lord\nBut His word cuts sharper than your two-faced sword\nDebanking order, PR stunts\nWhile the hungry go starving and the war machine hunts\nBless Pete Hegseth while he preaches no women vote\nThat ain’t gospel, that’s Pharaoh with a Bible quote\nStage photo ops with the Book in your hand\nBut that Bible burns holes in the lies you planned\nTwist religious liberty to mean supremacy\nClaim the Spirit’s power but you sold it for a presidency\nProphets in the streets, you send the tear gas\nJust like Rome did when the movement wouldn’t pass\nCall yourselves chosen, but your fruit don’t show\nRot in the roots where the Spirit won’t grow\nRide with the Beast, but the Lamb will reign\nAnd your name ain’t written in the Book that remains\n[Bridge]\nCall it like Elijah on the Carmel plain\nDrench your altar, watch the heaven flame\nFake priests cut deep but the truth still bleeds\nFire still falls on the faithful seeds\nNo MAGA crown gonna buy you grace\nNo photo op gonna hide your face\nFrom the eyes like fire, from the throne that sees\nEvery lie you sold in His name for fees\n[Hook]\nFake believers, frontin’ holy but you sold your soul\nKissed the ring of the tyrant, let your conscience fold\nWe the remnant, standing, let the judgment roll\nFire fall, fake believers gonna lose control\n[Verse 3]\nYour faith ain’t faith, it’s a flag disguise\nA whitewashed tomb where the Truth inside\nGot pushed out, locked out, left to die\nWhile you preach that greed is the Spirit’s prize\nThe Judge don’t bend, He don’t take bribes\nHe don’t back down, He don’t switch sides\nBless that man with your church’s funds\nFire’s gonna fall when the trial comes\nEast to West, it’s a holy flood\nWashing all the dirt off the Shepherd’s blood\nEvery fake saint with the wolf’s disguise\nExposed when the King arrives\n[Outro]\nFake believers, you’ve had your stage\nNow the fire of the Lord gonna burn that cage\nEvery chain you forged gonna break in the war\nAnd the Lamb gonna reign forevermore" }

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