Lurkin Lyrics

Man, these demons don't think I see them

I see you

Trying to get me to argue with my loved ones

Trying to get me to destroy my enemy

Trying to pervert my mind

All praise be to God

Demons still lurkin

But my mama's prayers working

Demons still creeping

But the cannon still sweeping

Demons still lurking

But my mama's prayers working

Demons still creeping

But the cannon still sweeping

Demons trying to finish me, diminish me, defile me entirely and body bag my ministry

Spirits trying to conquer me, they mocking me

They fill my ops with foolish thoughts

To skate on me like hockey team

Got Satan on thin ice, I've been wise

Fill my head with knowledge from the poverbs

Then I kill vice

Demons got a buddy then I kill twice

Who is we, sons of the almighty, just some trill guys

Me and mine we poking out the hills eyes

Shouting from the city top

The dead through Christ, could still rise

They knocked me seven times, but yet I still rise

Just like the sun coming out tomorrow, we go hard, bro

Annie, are you okay

Mike kill the track like OJ

Speak life on the track and run it back till they soul shake

Shift seasons like an earthquake, pray they leave they old ways

Gettin to the Father without Jesus, there's no way

No way, there's no way

Flesh and blood can make it out the mud, but not through pearl gates

My spirit ball like Bill Gates

Used to be starving in the spirit, now we grill steaks

A lot of homies real fake

I still pray they don't end up out with death on a real date

Not too many relate

Anyway, the Lord returning soon and he won't delay

Run it like a relay

Chasing down integrity, cause every deed he'll repay

I rep from now to D-Day

Yellin all praise be to God, you know its Big Faith

God, demons still lurking, but my momma's prayers working

Demons still creeping, but the cannon still sweeping

Demons still lurking, but my momma's prayers working

Demons still creeping, but the cannon still sweeping

You can catch my momma praying for her boy, she ain't playing

Goin Super Saiyan Saint hard in the paint

She remember I was lost in the sauce and the pain

Demons in my brain, ODing like a lame

Now I'm fighting back, banging on my every opp

Naw that ain't my brother, any hood or the cops

It's principalities, demons, vices that I got

Load the cannon, wait, then I blick em on the spot

Load the cannon, wait, then I blick em on the spot

Messing with a real one, then the fire gon' drop

All consuming too, watch the wood and stubble burn

Glad I gave God my life, could've took another turn

End up in an urn or casket

The church tryna snuff out God's spirit, carol Baskin

Love and reverence is all the Lord's asking

If you don't know what God wants for your life, why don't you ask him