Steve: What would it be like? American cops chasin' the Levite/ duckin' the fuzz strictly because I preach Christ/ Yo imagin' that, church numbers droppin' like a battle axe/ cats look into the book of Acts can you handle that// phone taps, old holy raps like a throw back/ quote that, don't hold back, I need some mo' of that/ good stuff, brothers hide their Bibles on some hood stuff/ keep the book tucked where the cops won't look, stuff// it in your bag, in the secret pocket where you hide your stash/ little pocket Testaments next to a magnifyin' glass/ double "0" seven slash reverend/ agent of salvation, representin' the kingdom of heaven// don't twist it, preachin' means your life, would you risk it/ or chicken out, like you should be comin' with a biscuit/ you laughin'? don't laugh when I say it could happen/ they already want us silent like Charlie Chapman// they’re bannin' us, California, NY, Canada/ preachin' against gay behavior can place you in the slammer/ that's what's up, this rappin' stuff, could get tough/ half of us, prayin' we can back these raps up// like "prove it, to die is gain right? Try doin' it/ or better yet, try sufferin' without losin' it"/ the voice of the martyrs, bold Holy Ghost fire starters/ sheep slaughtered: still more than conquerors//
Hook: The blood of the saints is the seed of the church/ yo we suffer the reign of the evil and flourish/ 'cause the sum of our pain isn't equal to the hurts/ of the Son who was hanged on the tree and was cursed// Are you shunned by the ranks 'cause your preachin' His word/ are you dumb when they say what you believe is the worst/ yo we've come to awake you from sleepin' it's urgent/ the comin' of our Savior is creepin', you workin'?//
Ant : There’s a (knock knock) at the door the resta’/ the group hidin’ in the back and a little girl is peekin’ through a crack/ at her pastor and a man demandin’ bible’s and tracks/ the pastor standin’ on faith won’t answer back/ and a fist swung lands in face, “now where they at!?”/ screams the man as he searches the place the group stashed/ in the back holds hands and reacts by prayin’/ for the pastor that he’d stand and the man’s salvation/ it’s third location they’ve met within’ the week/ just meet, get in the word takes place in a friends basement/ it’s crazy what’s facin’ this congregation of saints/ in a nation fillin’ with hate while the governments regulatin’/ the church, phones tapped more than a cold shoulder/ it hurts to be bold parishioners get attacked/ at work you get the sack from employers liberal/ land lords given orders, tolerance has borders/ but Christ is the greatest treasure to those peddlin’/ the gospel knowin’ the cost and not settlin’/ it’s hostile more than a little bit but they look at apostles/ Christ’s cross and see that the loss is winnin’ it/ joyous broke fisherman reapin’ heavenly dividends/ givin’ in? never! Cause nothin’ severs us from His love/ we’re His kids while some are duckin’ the fuzz/ the faithful will wait and pray while they face it in patience until he comes again!/
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Ackdavis: Soley out for Christ our position is sacred/ Lowly lives of light our position is hated/ Holy God insight opposition is taken/ So we bomb your flight to forbidden engagements/ phoney brothers and false converts against bond servants committed to stand like fans at long concerts/ conquers sent every nation with the gospel as our reply in the midst of interrogation/ Bandits scheming/ police demand the ceasing of preaching/ or your sent in the van to the precinct / your told that the scriptures you had is indecent/ exposure of the sin that mans into keeping/ next to the local boarders/ through torture the PSB say there protecting the social order/ you gotta almost love death to accept this work/ your persecuted and left like your less your worth/ they seek to ruin and test you lessons first/ it's PERSCUTION!!! / the fall and the death of the mega-church/ WE!/ duck strays from henchmen/ who tuck blades convince that/ you should be hanged if you have and unchanged opinion/ UNDERGROUND!!!/ it's a subway of christians who move the gospel like it done changed positions/ the unsaved are distant/ so we labor till death/ for this message a one way redemption/
