Fight Club ft. muzeONE
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Muze: Yo muzeONE back with his RT pride
Still SI like I'm playing both sides
Same coin stamped with the face of Most High
B-boy stance with a stake in both eyes
Change that, end it like a bullet to the brain
Homie, grace that sweat it out like coolant in the veins homie
Face that, get up like a foot up in your drain, homie
Ace that test with out pulling any strings, homie
Hold that beef, brotha, I'mma get an ExLax
Those that street like, "How can they digest that?"
Those that preach like, "When they gonna get that?"
Those that see like "When y'all gonna dead that?"
Beating on the body like a one man step team
Treatment more ungodly than an online check scheme
Tweetin' out our drama like the only way to vent steam
Speaking of our brother like we son them with our vet steez
I am the chief of the goat-skinned Jacob's
I am not exempt from my own sin nature
I stand to eat what my own lips baked up
But I am redeemed by the bleeding of my Maker
You too, unity alone is centered on us
Meeting at the throne with humility in tow
Yo a little bit growth can sweeten bitter fruit
Yo we fighting for uniting, never settle for a truceSteve: (Let's rumble) somethin' like your subs do or cubs in the jungle
Knuckle up and bruhs get humbled
(If I'm hurt) it's only my pride don't cry sir
It got murked and now I'm alive that's God's work
(My church) kinda like a fight club
But we got the dove soap, first John one: nine bruh
When brothers become close, the friction ignites stuff
That's why I fireproof my marriage in Christ's blood
(Do you feel the friction?) in the midst of the tension we live in
Kids sin against other sinners we get it in wit
(Commitment) to "one-another"s is what keeps us in the oven
To see that the tusslin' is lovin'
(We confront sin) tryin' to be as peaceable as possible
The means can be exhaustible, we see it in Apostle Paul's
Epistle to the Romans in ridicule
I'm hopin' you get it through, your dome when I spit it dude
(We're fightin' to Voltron) divided we go wrong
United we're so strong, provided we're both on
The same page, frighten the Zarcons who may aim, firey blow darts
And maintain mirey cold hearts
Vacate the place and make haste doin' it
Can't change the faith of claimed saints rooted in
A Great Savior slain to save, make unit then
Take fame and praise for grace He's rulin' inmuze: Rule it out, hooligan mouth shouts fruitlessness
To them in drought. Who gets crowned without stewardship
Prudence is hashing it out without losing them
With truthfulness, passion & power in sound unison
Steve: If you begin schoolin' them clowns you sound foolish then
Lose a friend, provin' you're proud and without human-ness
You can sense boos from the crowd get loud losin' it
Movin' in, you'd better bounce they shout "dude repent"muze: "about face", an ounce of grace out weighs
A thousand pounds of foul statements and pounds fakeness
Into pavement. A new pace laced with patience
Faith feed the flames that vacate your basements
Steve: embrace it, get in the cage face engagement
And fight fair, kick, ensnare, beats and breaks
Make him tap out, don't let him spaz out
He's in a glass house trying to throw stones this is a mad housefortify your friends mortify your sin, though you're sure to rise
Sin can end you if it sorta dies
(Life's more than being immortalized)
Seeing Him glorified through your mortal life homie, you're short of time
(Draw the line), you're on the borderline doing things you thought are fine because they're not a sin the law defines
(But the Lord is giving maturing eyes), showing you wrong and right
And you've got a war to fight so fall in line