Allen Thomas - Anvil (feat. Randy Emerson)

Entropy which is the second law of thermodynamics
Is that if you take any object including people will degrade or deteriorate faster
When something is by itself
When you and I disconnect from God
And then we begin to wonder why there's chaos
Why is my spirit life deteriorating?
Why do I not want to pray very much?
Why do I switch off that worship song now?
Why is it easier for me not to listen to sermons?
Why I am in this place?
Well, you might not be connected to the one that you say that you worship
Welcome to the fam, forever we a pack of brothers
Standing back to back, aye, we gon' back each other
If one man struggles, then we all suffer
Don't fall for the trap, bruh we got you covered
In the blood, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Don't give up, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Get back up, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Level up, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Open us up, here at the forge with the blacksmith
This is where we sharpen every sword to get ready for action
What you think of your father figure, you think of God
Make time to teach'em outta scripture, I know you work hard
There's no excuse not to lead in your home
Bible says to be the priests of your home
If I see that devil lurking in your character
I'm gonna share with you not to embarrass you cuz I care for you
When your flesh wants to throw in the towel
Remind your brother, don't forget your wedding vows
Unhappy with your spouse, that's cuz most the fights are stupid
Tired of losing, marriage burned out, you should fireproof it
Welcome to the fam, forever we a pack of brothers
Standing back to back, aye, we gon' back each other
If one man struggles, then we all suffer
Don't fall for the trap, bruh we got you covered
In the blood, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Don't give up, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Get back up, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Level up, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Fee fi fo fum, that's the cry of the giants that I run with
Coming out of Adullam equipped from the crypt
No longer lifting weights it's His sons that I lift
With David's mighty men, no longer sitting in the sift, boom
Fee fi fo fum, that's the cry of the giants that I run with
Coming off the anvil born and forged by the blacksmith
White knuckle sword wielding Holy Spirit bold grip
Hot like white fire off the anvil and the tong tips
Full metal jacket armored up in His blood drip
White knuckle sword wielding Holy Spirit bold grip, boom
Welcome to the fam, forever we a pack of brothers
Standing back to back, aye, we gon' back each other
If one man struggles, then we all suffer
Don't fall for the trap, bruh we got you covered
In the blood, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Don't give up, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Get back up, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil
Level up, anvil, anvil, anvil, anvil

Written by:
Allen Musaraca, Randall Emerson

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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