They Don’t Want It

[Verse 1]
I got that food for your mind
You hungry? (Hungary)
And I ain't talking middle eastern countries
But if I was...
Then Iran on this track with zeal
Iraq my brain cause the truth is real (Israel)
But they don't wanna hear it
Drums missing from their ears
So percussion got ‘em struggling
Like they’re caught up in a snare
They don't even care
So they’re caught up like the air
Dating every kind of woman
I call it foreign affairs
Dead man walking
People still doing the Bernie?
Losing all their battles
Black eyed like Fergie
Yo they covered in their gold
Getting scarred like Xerxes
The lies they believe in been working
Working
But I been working too
I'm bout to bring em truth so they will all
Be changed by God who made ‘em all
And if they want Him they will call
But if they don't then they will all be pained they missed out on His call
Amazing He can save us all
Before Him we all stand and fall

[Hook]
I got that food for your mind
But they don't want it
I got the cure for the blind
But they don't want it
Do you want it?
Do you want it?
Do you want it?
They don't want it
Do you want it?
Do you want it?
Do you want it?
They don't want it

[Verse 2]
Cataclysmic, they’re mad and twisted
They shattered their pictures like savages
Ravaging, reaping havoc
Pattern vicious
The tattered Christian should smash their sinning and trash it
Burn it to ashes ’til it passes
Mad assistance His majesty gives us
To tackle the sin
And in His passion He took on the lashes
Mad persistence
He passed and was risen
The Spirit mapping His wisdom
Blasting us with passages
Christ all in my rapping, many don't know what I'm spitting
Like my Mike was on inactive so they listening to Pippen
33 when He beat went Diesel on that cross and He was risen
Hit that death up with that Eagle left it lying (lion) like a Griffin
This ain't fiction this is proven
Ain't no novel this is different
The survival is to grovel when your wildin' and your sinning
A righteous man falls down but he gets back up
Sins like heroin ’til it gets smacked up
You wanna battle with a God
Try it
And I ain't talking what 5 percentors be piping
I'm talking bout the God who spoke Words and made flames
His bars hot, yo this ain't a game
No lie everybody gone die
My Grandma out here 95, feeling like she barely been alive
But in Christ you could live forever
Just decide
The choice is yours
Stay slain or never die

[Hook]