Angels Of God

Look Satan keeps sending on his best attackers They tryna take all this passion They think they catching me slacking But what the fact is Like some old basketball shoes The devil ain't getting no traction Shoutout the Lord We lay it all out on the floor He begging me please for some more But I ain't gonna fold Kicked my ol ways out the door Cannot impress with gold Right here is my entrance God, here's my life in repentance Bending my morals for human acceptance That's a death sentence I'm getting hounded But it's getting crowded Surrounded by the Angels of God The Angels of God I don't need no gun When He fighting this war He fighting this war On behalf of believers Who carry His Cross Who carry His Cross Lean on for safety My life is the cost I'm down for the cause When I'm surrounded By the Angels of God Uh What kind of guy do you take me for I'm not walking in the fear when I praise the Lord Man, we treating some people like they animals Lemme check them X subs I'll show you how to cancel somethin Yeah, I know that there's church hurt More pain than we deserve I wish we could reverse Sin's havoc on a clean Earth You ain't better cause you got your wrongs Hidden under cheap dirt Yeah, we living so toxic It's obnoxious Wanna see a girl topless Super thoughtless Don't see a problem Til your name shows up in someone's column Now you tryna call em Out but they Don't listen They went fishing Dug up all your dirt Now you want some forgiveness Shoulda thought more Told them mind your own business But now they in yours And your whole world spinning, huh Bring your wrongs to the light Surrounded by darkness Let's give it up tonight I don't want excuses I just want fight Could be the difference in the world But we just wanna buy Into the fact You think God is not coming back I'm tryna tell you that's wack I know you cry for some evidence But take a glimpse in the past So satan was sending on his best attackers They tryna take Jesus passion They think they catching Him slacking But what the fact is Like some old basketball shoes The devil was getting no traction Shoutout the Lord He laid it all out on the floor They beat Him While He plead for no more But He ain't gonna fold Kicked worldly ways out the door Cannot impress him with gold Right here was His entrance Gave God His life in redemption Bending His morals for human acceptance That's a death sentence He's getting hounded Making Heaven crowded Surrounded by the Angels of God The Angels of God I don't need no gun When He fighting this war He fighting this war On behalf of believers Who carry His Cross Who carry His Cross Trust God for safety His life was the cost He served His true cause While surrounded by The Angels of God uh