Word Rat - Murda Murda

Yeah, aye
We about to murder
Murder the flesh, yeah, we about to murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder
Talking about that old person
He was sick, in need of a surgeon
Christ came and gave the conversion
Holy fire submersion
Just thought that I would get worser
Never expected nurture
But I got a caseworker
And I got that grace working
Now I'm a Spirit surfer
Pocket Scripture researcher
Feast on that wedding supper
Eat it up like a cheeseburger
And the flesh I will murder
Cause I wanna take it further
Soak in oil preserver
Going to be a sin disturber
Breaking these curses and sin that lurking behind the curtain
Murdering pride in my flesh it reworking, reoccurring
Keeping my eyes on the promises that give us assurance
Reaffirming, rehearsing , anchoring hope in His returning
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder
They want me curse His name
It's a big no
I got them blood stains
On my wardrobe
Be tryin to stretch my faith
Like it's vinyl
We living in evil days
It's a survival
We need a revival
Break out of this cycle
Smash all of these idols
Strength up our spinal
This life ain't the final
Still living like primal
Lost inside a spiral
God we need Your arrival
Rock solid base, yeah I'm steady
I got them Bible pages, yeah I'm ready
Strapped to my waist, trigger heavy
Shooting truth for days, like ticker tape confetti
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder
Promises, promises, promises
We don't do incantations
Seances, seances, seances
It's an abomination
Powerless, powerless, powerless
Ain't got the strength to change us
Religion, religion, religion
Only Jesus can save us
I used to walk inside the flesh and all I did was hate
I didn't care about nobody never could escape
But did you know that Jesus came and died and took my place
He rose again and gave me life so I could reinstate
And He got my soul, and He made me whole
And I read that scroll He's in control
I'm going to be bold, living on patrol
Never going to fold within His rule
Give me back my gold, wasn't yours before
Devil you can go don't want no more
Now I got that hope, I'm ready for war
Going to be deplored to the Kingdom shore
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
I'm about to murder murder
Talking about the flesh we murder

Written by:
Jonathan Woodward

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