The Church Cannot Rap III (The Last Edition) Lyrics

Higher higher, higher higher we go

Dem say the church no fit rap

Uh! Spiritual butterflies in my belly

Came from spitting bars to writing mysteries

Access to the realms of God feelings

Light man, freedom is love, hate forever jails your heart

Solid rock I stand, my horns daily

Rising over darkness, y'all can never dare me yo

GC cook, my jam the most jelly

Only God is good, even LG no fit deceive me dawg

Keeping it one hunid you know the laws

Everybody eating with us knows ain't no better sauce

Christ be the keys and the doors

Angelic entourage every time you see the gang approaching the floors

Up against me you're going against life

And you don't wanna ball like that, afia'nweh that ain't nice

Seen too many wars and now I need me some peace bro

Doesn't mean I'm scared of heat tho

Higher higher, higher higher we go

My real ones been waiting for it, patiently

Like Feiboky you deserve that, when e go be?

Big shout out to my MOG

Holding me down, celebrating grace and glory soon

Christ emcee wey dey fire pass Rambo (Rambo!)

Speed got a school for their lambo (Lambo!)

Gods wey The Ghost endorse

Mere humans go dey try to ignore, it's okay!

End of the old and beginning of the new we are

Kindly reintroduce me sir

And miss me with that regional shackles tryna jinx you up

I'm from the zone but I ain't from the zone

You no go understand wetin dey sup, so let's move right?

I've been on the verge of suicide

Voices telling me you're a fraud, go ahead and go hard as you like

Your man dem no dey make am to any heights

But you woulda got a chance though

If you kept pushing hard like you been doing on this rap thing

But you already hit the end of the road

The minute you started yelling that Jesus nonsense thing

But can somebody help me tell these demons we don't fold

We don't crack, with every pressure we grow bold

Everything regal, from the belly of the ash we rose

Gold Candle Music, buddy, case closed

Higher higher, higher higher we go

My real ones been waiting for it, patiently

Like Feiboky you deserve that, when e go be?

Big shout out to my MOG

Holding me down, celebrating grace and glory soon

Christ emcee wey dey fire pass Rambo (Rambo!)

Speed got a school for their lambo (Lambo!)

Gods wey the ghost endorse

Mere humans go dey try to ignore, it's okay!

Man, shout out to everybody holding me down for real man

Y'all rocking with me

Y'all rocking with the gang heavy, so far, we see y'all man

You what I mean? Blessings man

Can't call everybody but y'all know y'all selves man, thank you

Thanks so so much man, keep praying, keep believing, soon we ball man

You know what I'm saying?

Gold Candle Music! Anye'dro!

Tryna to be the best I can be man, strive to be best you can be

No competitions (No competitions man)

Gold Candle Music!