Grace is What Captivate Me

I'm Kricesoulja the word holder living epistle Don't need holsters to hold pistols I slice issues With the Word of the Lord, his word is a sword His word is a spirit you can not avoid the voice of the Lord He's everywhere pleading for you he died for you to He died for your crews he died for the dudes and gals He died for the ones you think deserve hell Its God in man's body we without strength He died for the ungodly, stop your parting Death has no age limit it embodies men young to the old Receive Christ he brings peace to the soul Matter of fact believe that inferno unfolds By rejecting his love token I'm his spokesman Save me when I was smoking his love had me in tears choking Enhance my hope in eyes on the cross I'm compelled To go to the lost faith cometh by hearing Hearing the Word of the Lord my Boss created your boss He lost this war when Christ died on the cross He riving us all to crush demons little guys to the tall Don't matter who falls yea devil I'm telling it all A child God facing foes that glides through the wall Deceiver he lied to us all Jesus said yo Eric come forth Kricesoulja its war with God in me Spiritual sword instore to cast out hordes When I'm off like Christ to speak to the lost