King James Version - Holy Music

I pray the Lord keep me humble
Cause I'm only getting stronger as I'm running through this jungle
I'm at war with the princes of the world, A royal rumble
All eyes on me, they just wanna see me stumble
But if you're really watching me you know I point to God
I'm with the Holy Spirit we 2 peas in a pod
Cause this body ain't just mine baby it belong to God
Don't be selfish with your time baby it belong to God

Don't glorify me for these rhymes baby they belong God
They belong to who?
My gift belong to Yeshua I tell you that's the truth
My confession is I'm with the High priest in this booth
How else I'm gon be speaking the truth?
I'm at war with the Devil ain't no truce
Got a fruit bearing spirit therefore that's what I produce
Call me James the journalist, I'm here to spread the news
Shining so much light that people left with no excuse
Can't say that no one told you bout The Lord cause you're here
With a closed heart ain't no way you'll open up your ears
They can say this music lame
They can say it's weird
But I'm Heaven sent that's means I'm really top tier
God so amazing He makes saints out of sinners (Sinners)
In a world full of Scars I had to learn to be a Simba (Simba)
Stretching out my faith now a days I'm getting limber (Limber)
They wish I would fall demons ready to yell timber (Timber)

I pray the Lord keep me humble
Cause I'm only getting stronger as I'm running through this jungle
I'm at war with the princes of the World royal rumble
All eyes on me, they just wanna see me stumble
But if you're really watching me you know I point to God
I'm with the Holy Spirit we 2 peas in a pod
Cause this body ain't just mine baby it belong to God
Don't be selfish with your time baby it belong to God

That pride of life ain't from The Most High
People wanna be the richest or the most fly
We all dressing to impress and we know why
It's almost like we wanna be the most liked
It's almost like we wanna be glorified
So much so narcissism being normalized
Put your faith in the world when it falls apart you will too
Give your dirty laundry to God otherwise it might just mildew
Let Him clean it up
If Jesus came back now would He beam you up
The Devil wanna cook you wanna steam you up
Wanna catch me sleeping, don't wanna see me up
They wanna catch you snoozing (Snoozing)
Wanna see you losing (Losing)
What side are you choosing (Choosing)
This that Holy music (Music)

I pray the Lord keep me humble
Cause I'm only getting stronger as I'm running through this jungle
I'm at war with the princes of the World, A royal rumble
All eyes on me, they just wanna see me stumble
But if you're really watching me you know I point to God
I'm with the Holy Spirit we 2 peas in a pod
Cause this body ain't just mine baby it belong to God
Don't be selfish with your time baby it belong to God

Don't glorify me for these rhymes baby they belong God
They belong to who?
My gift belong to Yeshua I tell you that's the truth

Written by:
James Mayhue

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