Lyrics:
gather disciples of steel
Metal detector, I'm detecting you
Over and over on duty you'll see
Metal detector is here
Digital, encrypted, uncrackable machine
at the things which are see
They are temporal
Rather i see with the eyes of faith supernatural
I don't follow the ways of the world they are circular
By grace I
father and mother and the disciples who were with him, and went in where the child was. 41 He took her by the hand and said to her, “Talitha koum!” (which
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I was washed by the blood baptized by immersion
God made the choice His Son was a ransom
Mercy played the card His grace sang than anthem
Me
the tree of knowledge of good and evil
As Adam is roaming Eden
Recalling the animals he's seen
Eve was approached by the serpent
Strangely enough he was
a chosen generation
Say What
You win now go make disciples of all
Nations
I been through it in the worst of ways went broke and had no hope
What do you say
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Keep this song on replay (Ann)
Steady hustling no delay (No)
Real you can tell by the rhythmic (Anhan)
Hard work's always gonna pay (Always)
walk on by, walk on by
Forget my name and I'll forget it too.
Failed attempts at living simple lives, simple lives
Are what keep me coming back to you
I'm standing in boots of concrete, Father help me
I said, Russian roulette's not a good idea
But he felt fine so he forced me along
I watched him
Shalack
Flashdance on 4th Disciple tracks,
They off the meat rack
The combinations's like one in a million
Puerto Rican quarter bizillion
Seven wise men
It's no sequels, B3 cases, C3P0's
Before Morpheus and Neo was killin' 'em
We was duckin' roulette's in the hood like Remo Williams
Understand
the game ain't roulette
Slangin' cane is the thang and I beat
That there's a lot of wannabe Scarfaces
I've heard the name in ninety-nine different
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
over these so rappers
I'm too spiritually spiteful to be expressed by your pastor
Take a breath because life is getting much faster
Reality don’t battle
get caught sleepin'
To every Disciple of Christ
There is NO Off Season
All Scripture is breathed out by GOD and
Profitable for teaching
For reproof, for
for Toronto
Move like a mob so I think I'm Soprano
Pay me the fee cause I need the shit pronto
Bread by the hour
I call that shit time flow
Look at my
The rotting carcasses of
Crows line the scene
Disciples of the dark
Make their presence known
Swaddled in black robes
Call their master from beyond to
Starve
His disciples he revealed
Father, the hour has come
To glorify your Son
His work on earth is done
And the world I have overcome
And the victory is
kindness and by your compassion
To chant hare krishna and take krishna prashadam
When a disciple pleases his spiritual master
The disciple doesn't have
If tomorrow don't come know where I'll go
I'm sorry this just how life goes
I'm sorry that both my eyes low
I'm just tryna get by on my own
And I get
will be betrayed
Who was beloved will be dethroned
By disciple's crowd of imitators
Your legacy will be hunted down
Our world for centuries
Has been
has passed it don't exist
There's a new kingdom coming now
It's run by the Man who loved the snitch
Disciples asleep I'm thinking wow
They let their
about Jesus, and how he assign us to leave the walls disciple people right, before they get disciple they gotta change their mind before they join
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