Civil Unrest

Aye Yo, Aye Yo, Aye Yo, Aye Yo Lala This ain't for the faint of heart this is for keloid scars This is for the army of God and I ain't talking Mossad Hail Queen Mary, Mother of Christ Why every girl unmarried and every whore have a price A generation of bastards will grow up weak A generation without fathers have no chance to compete Your abortion clinic is all by design In every black neighborhood 60 years in decline Government aid ain't here to help you Emasculate our men and feed our kids poisoned food My weapon is truth and yea the will try to suppress But government censorship wont stop civil unrest Wont stop Kanye West, wont stop Elon Musk Twitter files exposed CIA is watching all of us Project paper clip, might still live on But they're arms too short, to box with God I'm standing on the wings of the Angels I'm coming with the army of the lord Back up, brace yourself for some changes Or be met with the sword I'm standing on the wings of the Angels I'm coming with the army of the lord Back up, brace yourself for some changes Or be met with the sword Girls stop stripping, girls stop whoring Find a dude that's boring and stay your ass at home What happened to the home, what happened to the family Everyone is some baby daddy who ain't even at the addy Bring them back, bring them back So our kids don't have to lack Ain't no shame in being his, reject jezebel who says there is They want us out the house, so we can pay taxes Tell our kids they're gay in classes, so they don't reproduce the masses Emancipate your brain, say I am not a SLAVE I will not obey, you will not control what I say Say it over and over, and let it sink in Like 2 Kings 9:37 And Listen young man you better stand up straight Look yourself in the mirror, tell your self you're doing great Don't let this wicked world, tear you down You know they gun find out if they f*ck around I'm standing on the wings of the Angels I'm coming with the army of the lord Back up, brace yourself for some changes Or be met with the sword I'm standing on the wings of the Angels I'm coming with the army of the lord Back up, brace yourself for some changes Or be met with the sword Power does Christ have over the demonic Power does Christ have over the demonic Power does Christ have over the demonic Over the demonic Over the demonic Fight against these old demons, Fight against these old demons, Fight against these old demons, Who seem to have dominion over our land I bind the Jezebel with the crown of Emmanuel With the seal of Melchezidick, Good riddance bitch! Oh Queen Cybele, you ain't a hard riddle You and all your eunuchs' are about to get excluded Shoving auto-gyne-philia down our throat Don't give a fu*k about your feelings bitch This is WAR War for our country, war for our souls War for our children who may not ever know The difference between a man and a woman You convoluting all your sick fetishes and all your delusions You ain't no inclusion, you are a fraud Wearing woman face don't make you a broad You're a dude with no balls, a fool I'll pull your card Your bones say you're male even in the graveyard And all these politicians, they all corrupt You'll find us in the street screaming we want Trump I'm standing on the wings of the Angels I'm coming with the army of the lord Back up, brace yourself for some changes Or be met with the sword I'm standing on the wings of the Angels I'm coming with the army of the lord Back up, brace yourself for some changes Or be met with the sword