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Jesus Fire
I got the help of diseased adversaries
Living vicariously
Incorporating words into my vocabulary
In positions so creative they are beyond imaginary
Exponential hints in dreams
I wake up and try to figure out what they mean
But sometimes
I can only remember the crease in the page
I spend all day til’ I remember what they were trying to say
This that and the 3rd
Beautiful words
I’m done
Lord bless me with another one
I went fishing and caught the lord all faith absorbed
Didn’t really know who I was until I explored
The risen seas
Of what there is to believe
From Qur’an, Islam
To Buddhist, enlightenment
Atheism, where belief ever went?
God sent
This is my copyrighted content
Please don’t ask me where the disciple con went
All I hear now are…
Shots fired
the burning heart of Jesus is the only shooting fire
sinners retire
Apostles admire
and we become one with the Sire
Heavenly empires
Each Sunday with flooded doors
Praying for children we resurrect from blooded floors
Hail Mary As Mother of God you can’t ignore
Our peace is poor
We litter our streets with war
Full of Grace
I’m far beyond this place
We should be done with race
I’m alien
I practice mental immigration
Tired of listening to rapper's violent lyrics like
Premeditated narration
thought we joined forces with a black & white inauguration
But now we’re losing integration
Trump, why are the sons still bearing the sins of their fathers
Innocent Immigrant Children being caged like robbers
by Door Knocking Jehova's Witness raptures, most bothered
preaching “The Lord is with Thee”
But no one reads the pamphlets
Sorry Luke John and Paul weren't Hamlets
Sorry immaculate conception didn't turn you "50 shades of Gray"
I just pray
til I'm intimate with the Holy Spirit
I hear it
Names in vein
Only Calling God only when in Pain
So many slain
I’m so drained
9/11 Never forget
its past October now
You don't even have to be black to get pulled over now
They've got turbans and saris on the shoulder
Now, its time to arm myself
I'm bullet shell filled with mustard seed firing faith
I’m peace pipe
Higher than Heaven on Earth and a pound of Kush
I'm Jesus Fire
and Burning Bush!
IG: Nourish_Cruz
Living vicariously
Incorporating words into my vocabulary
In positions so creative they are beyond imaginary
Exponential hints in dreams
I wake up and try to figure out what they mean
But sometimes
I can only remember the crease in the page
I spend all day til’ I remember what they were trying to say
This that and the 3rd
Beautiful words
I’m done
Lord bless me with another one
I went fishing and caught the lord all faith absorbed
Didn’t really know who I was until I explored
The risen seas
Of what there is to believe
From Qur’an, Islam
To Buddhist, enlightenment
Atheism, where belief ever went?
God sent
This is my copyrighted content
Please don’t ask me where the disciple con went
All I hear now are…
Shots fired
the burning heart of Jesus is the only shooting fire
sinners retire
Apostles admire
and we become one with the Sire
Heavenly empires
Each Sunday with flooded doors
Praying for children we resurrect from blooded floors
Hail Mary As Mother of God you can’t ignore
Our peace is poor
We litter our streets with war
Full of Grace
I’m far beyond this place
We should be done with race
I’m alien
I practice mental immigration
Tired of listening to rapper's violent lyrics like
Premeditated narration
thought we joined forces with a black & white inauguration
But now we’re losing integration
Trump, why are the sons still bearing the sins of their fathers
Innocent Immigrant Children being caged like robbers
by Door Knocking Jehova's Witness raptures, most bothered
preaching “The Lord is with Thee”
But no one reads the pamphlets
Sorry Luke John and Paul weren't Hamlets
Sorry immaculate conception didn't turn you "50 shades of Gray"
I just pray
til I'm intimate with the Holy Spirit
I hear it
Names in vein
Only Calling God only when in Pain
So many slain
I’m so drained
9/11 Never forget
its past October now
You don't even have to be black to get pulled over now
They've got turbans and saris on the shoulder
Now, its time to arm myself
I'm bullet shell filled with mustard seed firing faith
I’m peace pipe
Higher than Heaven on Earth and a pound of Kush
I'm Jesus Fire
and Burning Bush!
IG: Nourish_Cruz
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