Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fight Music, artist - Pro
Date of issue: 12.07.2010
Song language: English
Fight Music |
Until they put me in the grave |
I will not be a slave today |
(I will not be a slave today) |
See this is that (this is that) |
That fight music (that fight music) |
Now til I collapse and stop breathing |
We never stop beefing |
Think I’ll fall but I won’t |
Guess you can stop thinking |
Won’t consume a bite of food |
Til you inside a tomb |
Even if that mean that I gotta kill me to kill you |
This is 9−11 kamikaze |
Inside my mortal body |
Not like I’m fighting alone because the LORD got me |
I stand strong listen |
Don’t get me wrong |
Though you born inside of me |
I hate you with every bone |
Make war with my fellow Christians and beat you into submission |
We die for the cross |
This is more than religion |
It’s that scrap til you die music |
Don’t believe the lie music |
Crucify the flesh til the LORD crack the sky music |
Now hold on, He strong |
Endure for a while then homie we gone |
It’s time to zoom in like a missile |
But you can holster your pistol |
We fight with the Scriptures |
It cut down to the gristle |
Go hard til they murder me |
Ain’t scared of you hurting me |
Watch me rise again |
They won’t burn me to the third degree |
This that, this that motivation to get in an altercation with yo, with yo sin |
I suggest they just resist Satan |
Cause he wanna kill you anytime you believe in the God who exists in three |
But ain’t no way that I’m a die I’m a go ahead and ride cause the LORD exists |
in me |
His everlasting peace |
Is what we fight to see |
My joy inside the LORD |
Take this world away from me |
Around my waist I wear the truth |
Righteousness on my chest |
Faith repel hate like a bullet-proof vest |
It’s no turning back |
This is much more than rap |
Salvation on my dome tuck snug, fitted cap |
I cling to the word watch it cut like a ginsu |
Catch me on the street trying to bring all of my kin through |
Spirit penetrate our heart cold like Juno |
But cover your feet with peace |
Call it Air Force Uno |
Up in Ephesians we see that we fighting legions that wanna leave you with |
lesions |
But homie don’t stop believing |
The gospel is our weapon, not bickering and yelling |
Hold strong to the cross til the LORD is sent from heaven hey |