a formidable foe, but forgettable though I know, it’s pitiful bro, how little we grow In slow motion Our dedication and devotion be coasting With no control over the cruise All calm, no alarm, no snooze We lose all consciousness A consequence of constant nonsense Pumping in our speakers Something in our sneakers Keep us grounded Dumbfounded, drowning in something sounding astonishing Promising a prime position in life For the low-low price, the remission of Christ And you still sitting there long enough to listen twice? Clinch ya fist, resist, insist that he flees Hit him with the Word, ya heard chop him off at the knees ya dig, Cut him down like trees that re-nig to grow figs Cut em off Cut em Cut em Cut em off Resist the devil, And he will flee Bad habits establish Lavish distractions Actions impacting your walk and talk with Jesus Satan’s a con who loves to throw the word non in front of believers he deceives us when we care more about Nike and Adidas than we care about becoming better bible readers he feeds us garbage, the knowledge of good and evil Bruh, he’s lethal, all he does is kill people he’s an equal opportunist to him, we’re just units, useless dude is ruthless but the truth is according to the word we have the power to make him cower don’t be the kind of Christan he devours let him know, ain’t nothing sweet over here we keep it sour Clinch ya fist, resist, insist that he flees Hit him with the Word, ya heard chop him off at the knees ya dig, Cut him down like trees that re-nig to grow figs Cut em off Cut em Cut em Cut em off Resist the devil, And he will flee lyric: Joe Moore
