The Preachaholicz - Club Blazer lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Beem] Explode on this track some call this hip hop but its more than that It's spiritual combat laced with gospel rap That's why we preach over beats about the truth and facts Turn it up blow the trunk off the back of the lac With a blast more vicious than a hurricane Cause one puff of The Ghost'll get you higher than caine It's like nerve gas surging through your nerves and brain Justified by faith cause the blood was spilt Now we one with the Father causethe veil was ripped All because he was crucified beatened and whipped Now zip ya lip devil cause the saints is crunk We spit lyrics that change these pimps to monks Lets dump get em up time to blaze the club All the ex convicts prostitutes and thugs Crush his head on this track when we blaze it up Cause we dangerous, c'mon! [Chorus] Let me see yo hands high (4xs) Feel it feel it feel it jump jump (3xs) Club blazer! Ah! [Verse 2: PC] Survivor and Christ lover for real Rider for Jesus and you always holding ya steel Ya got ya armor on cause you know that He will Protect ya with the council of his heavenly seal A vessel of the One who died on Calvary Hill Who never lets the devil con you out with a deal Cause its all according to the blood He spilled That we always keep the devil under our heal So just keep riding He'll relieve the backsliding And you'll be safe when them forces start colliding Soldier in the army of The Lord Jehovah Jireh As the Spirit hit you with a wave larger than Pisidon Huh I know ya feel it flowing deep in ya veins It's the power that's been on and loosing chains If you believe the Spirit move just like I do the same Then this hook'll help you don't be ashamed C'mon and… [Chorus] [Verse 3: Mo Stylez] Sound the alarm boy we bout to drop the bomb Raise ya arms boy we like a blazing storm Wreaking havoc on the kingdom of hell Break out ya shell and yell like lunatics busting out of a jail Man I done got a dose of the Ghost and I'm like whoa Love like this'll make ya say whoa Lift up ya hands and come back for mo Grab mics and spit about Christ for sho C'mon let me see yo hands to the roof if Christ is the one who makes you fireproof Alive is the Spirit that gets ya mind loosed Sometimes you just need to get ya mind juiced The design of this track is to get ya on a level Of praise that'll quake hell's gates and shake the devil Turn up the ba** and turn up the treble Pump up the ba** and give me some mo treble! [Chorus]