Inspired by Ephesians 6:10-18 [Ephy Da Chosen] "Ayo, I don’t even know how I missed this beat... Algorithm be tryna hide us. God’s timing though. (D o D BLACKSONIX) Let’s go" VERSE 1 Slidin' through the 'combs, got the opps on my back... (Woo!) Truth on my belt, yeah I never break, never crack Righteous on the chest, catch a grrah to the plate Sword in my hand, keep 'em pressed at the gate. (Keep 'em back!) Check the Registry... my name is written in Heaven... Track let loose now... produced by LL… Trip… Seven… (Silence) I got God, so don’t git got Salvation on da dome, yeah that helmet stay locked. (Whoa!) Demons in the field, we straight get 'em slayed in the tomb Sub-bass crawlin’, shadows shake the weight of the room Chains that tried to hold me, they slip quick in the mist Faith shield up high, every strike I dismiss. (Block that!) Chorus Catch the 'Comb Bounce, yeah we subterranean Holy Fire burnin'... yeah, we reignin'. (Grrah!) Catch the 'Comb Bounce, feel the full weight of the stone D o D... God sits on the throne. (Facts!) VERSE 2 Peace on the kicks, laced up ready for the flex. (Laced up!) Steppin' on the serpent, hear the snap of the neck I don't move dolo, yeah I'm moved by the Breath Every prayer is a missile, sendin' life over death. (Boom!) Ain’t fightin’ flesh and blood, we movin’ on the Spirit Spirits in high places, watch ’em fall to the boom Intercedin' in the crypts, yeah the signal stay clear Full suit on, yeah tell 'em "Hell can't stay here" I’m a watchman, a soldier, light in the trench Spirit of Power, we don’t sit on da bench! (Grrrtt!) Light in the tunnel, like a torch I chase the glow Weapons are mental, watch me switchin’ da flow Hollowed out spirits, they vacant and shallow I walk with the Ghost through the deep of the shadow Chorus Catch the 'Comb Bounce, yeah we subterranean Holy Fire burnin'... yeah, we reignin'. (Grrah!) Catch the 'Comb Bounce, feel the full weight of the stone D o D... God sits on the throne. (Facts!) Outro Ayo... we got God, so don’t git got Spittin’ Holy fire, better drop it like it’s hot Stop, drop, and roll... 'bout to fold you wid soul D o D Fold 'em with soul… victory in the tombs
