Sean Slaughter - Fight to d**h lyrics

[Chorus] This is for my soldiers, fight to d**h Real Christ holders, fight to d**h Spirit filled warriors, fight to d**h Wars be the goriest, fight to d**h Give it up for the cause, fight to d**h Son get up when you fall, fight to d**h Hate it when you sin right, fight to d**h Live a life in Christ, fight to d**h [Verse 1] To the d**h do us, can't nothing come through us A lamp to my feet in the midst of the sewer The master, molder, soul controller Scrolls be rolled up, study what's the hold up Cryin' like Job when ya slowed up soldier I told ya, when ya weak, reach for the boulder Cause day to day, my Father God paved the way I pray to pray, Lord please break the chains That bind the blind, I gotta get up from time to time When I'm weak you be guiding mine Giving me grace, a cat like me don't deserve When it comes to preaching the word, I got the nerve Cause I'm clean, rhyming like a well-oiled machine Second gear, still can't peel off the scene Too many folks live still hang in the balance I'm a keep testing cats like Teen Challenge Forget ya demo, let me check ya whole MO Why you smoke something that'll time up ya mental Why you wanna pop champagne in a limo Why you want a lot but don't want to change a little And I'm a tell you, Christ came for the dirtiest But when he come back, gon' stop being courteous Born to this world, my father before me Thon he had to make me, love me adore me Saw me, when I fell off the cliff caught me Saved me, scold me, with his blood bought me So I spit the gift, to cats who wanna script the myth Clip the spliff, thon lets politic Take my God take your God knowledge it Take my God take your God follow it Swallow it, like a sword act in a circus Till' it pierce your heart, bringing tear jerkers Make ya realize that ya lifestyle's worthless Everything you see, a scratch on the surface Back in 99, mad cats real nervous Now its 2G, ain't seen you in a service Laughed when ya heard this, real God verses Versus, rap that you spit with the curses Real life drama, what's the solution The next step up, self-prostitution Ya losing me, ya went from the streets to the j**elry Ya hardcore now you rap more about ya car more Mad cats beliefs swing hard like medallions Now ya whole style goes pop like valiums Not me, even when times get rocky On Christ I stand firm, thon thon, you copy You got me, place on this earth just to get ya Feed ya milk scripture and paint the real picture Like Van Gogh, but you wanna listen to ya man though The rhyme vandal, trying to walk in Christ sandals Rep Destiny Worship, that's my mantle A body of true worshipers, that's our handle Unlike Laodicea, don't take away the candle Ban you, man I'll start a church in a van, duke Raise you, praise you, Christ cause I craze you The world wanna haze you, but they can't faze you Tried to upstage you, swore man, they played you On the third day, religious cats hate you Sent the Holy Ghost through, now we walk Spirit filled Church let's build, too much ground to till Too much time to k**, take time invest the sk** The world turns lets adjust the wheel Face down in my closet, Christ in my conscience Pray for responses and Holy Ghost deposits Run up on cats like San Diego charges Shoutin' repent, repent, like the Prophets The Kingdom of God is at hand Get up and join the fam, or catch the Timberland Friends and fam, watch the whole scene untwirl So I ask you what's going on in ya world If it's not Christ, you better run like a roach in the light Or get popped like a cola or sprite [Chorus] (2X)