STATEMENT

[Intro]
Phew
Thank You, Lord
EmanuelDaProphet
Hmm

[Verse]
Gave my life to the Lord, the fame came with it
If he ain't grabbed me out, I'll probably still be sellin' painkillers
Lost four homies in one summer, this here pain different
These church folks judgin' 'cause I still got love for gang members
I heard he without sin cast the first stone
Crazy I got more love from the streets than the church home
Swear to tell the whole truth before I perp on 'em
Lord, help us, you know I'll be prayin' 'til that curse gone
Walkin' in some real power, no fifty
Tryna see the Heaven gates, the pearly ones, not picky
I fall short, but I'm still on his main line, no Cricket
Encouragement music finna drop, it's game time, no kiddin'
We all together, please don't treat us like we different, huh
They too religious, no, we scare them out they britches
And we ain't playin', we gon' to start it to the finish
Speak a word, it's manifested 'cause we made in His image (Woo)
Free the trenches, we gon' set them free
Not stoppin', two circles, connectin' just like the letter B
Prayer movin' on your block, we call it pushin' P
I slam a demon on his neck, but I ain't Booker T (It's good faith, not obsolete)