Big Zay 305 - 66 COCKED BACK

I know the enemy be hatin' My spirit got him pastin
He be contemplatin' on ways to tie me in the knot
But my father got me covered I feel him in my covers
And when I enter his temple His church just rushes

I feel his holy spirit My body every tinglin
The enemy gets madder The Bible rat-a-tat-ters
It's 66 bullets Every demon took a snub
The power's from above Boy, there ain't no scrub

There's only man of honor And woman made of faith
And little kids prayin' every night and day
So you can make your choice Cause I ain't livin' earthly ways
Cause God's don't got more shakes than earthquakes

And he ain't got 28's He ridin' 32's
And he got more style than Kanye and Wizzy too
So my Bible caught back And every demon steady runnin
Cause my church said lies And we Marines are never runnin

I got my B-I-B-L-E attached to me This is something that's never entertained in me
I'ma keep that devil runnin' Cause we were raised for the camp
I got my B-I-B-L-E attached to me This is something that's never entertained in me
I'ma keep that devil runnin' Cause we were raised for the camp

Now as I sit back and think about my father's blessings
The plans he got for me should never be took or forsaken
He is the fruit, the one we get seeds from The true recruit, the one who takes souls, son
The one who split the Red Sea when it was hard times

The only one who forgives your sins when it's due time
And he'll equip you with what I call a devil shooter
He gave his only son so he could really get through us
And we repay him with sin in all these baffled ways

I think it's time for us to open up the pearly gates
The streets of gold and the mansions is what we need
It's time for us to give our souls and pray on our knees
Our father doesn't want to hurt us, he wants the best

He wants all our simple ways that we put to rest
I think it's time for us to look at the bigger picture
Cause God loves us and want us to stand with him
I got my B-I-B-L-E attached to me This is something that's never entertained in me

I'ma keep that devil runnin' Cause we were raised for the camp
I got my B-I-B-L-E attached to me This is something that's never entertained in me
I'ma keep that devil runnin' Cause we were raised for the camp
I done been down in the past Money I never had

Women I always had Jesus I always had
Yeah, his love is amazing No complications, disaster
Because he's always on time Yeah, he sent me the beginning and the end
The Alpha, the Omega Can't you feel his power

His love is on fire I'm a carouse
You can ask Mama Deuce My lyrics is ammunition
My chorus is all shoot Get spit out if you wanna
Luke Womans, you a boner Just do it like Nike

Pop up like three squares You better make it to heaven
Cause love at rest is They tell me that I'm weird
But I'm not from here You swagger jackers
Why are you hatin' on my father? Tryna take your style

But don't even bother You can't spit the Red Sea
Can't raise a dead man Sacrifice your only son
For the whole world, man I got my B-I-B-L-E attached to me
This is something that's never entertained in me

I'ma keep that devil running I'ma keep that devil running
Cause we been raised for the kingdom I got my B-I-B-L-E attached to me
This is something that's never entertained in me
I'ma keep that devil running I'ma keep that devil running

I'ma keep that devil running Cause we been raised for the kingdom

Written by:
JOSE CORDERO

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