Intro - Crusade

1st verse Jonah Nathan

The tongue is so small yet it boast great things
Don’t listen to them rappers they don’t care about the kids
Beast are tamed but who could tame the tongue
It’s restless evil and full of deadly poison
Spreads like fire makes you choke
Cuz what the fire can’t consume it’ll stain with smoke
So burn baby burn your mouths an inferno
Words burn in thirds and hurt like sticks and brimstone
Protect your neck bone from these emcee cut throats
They live for money but spiritually they’re dead broke
They put their whole hope in things that’s temporal
And gain the whole world for the price of their soul
Thoughts are sterile words dead on arrival
That’s why I speak life from the pages of the Bible
Sport godly apparel all things are made new
As we walk these roads seldom traveled by the multitude

Chorus

Their glories their shame their god’s their appetite
They focus on the material things in life
They exploit our woman and mislead our little girls
The limits of their horizon’s this world
They target the head tryin’ to take out us men
And waste no time when it comes to the young
So forget about the punk with the gun
Cuz the power of life and death is in the tongue

2nd verse - Jonah Nathan

I reflect the eternal through this music
Yo this is sacred truth is naked bless it and break it
Take it and feed the thousands
It’s that mustard seed faith that’s moving mountains huh
No longer doubting but driven to give Him my all
Trying to save these kids from the streets and it’s call
We can’t let ‘em fall victim
They’re killing our children with words of deadly venom they send ‘em
Messages like self worth is equal to net worth
And in the same breath they bless God and curse
Living in the image of pimps hustlers and hoes
Reaping from the flesh where corruption was sown
Reach ‘em before they’re grown tell ‘em not to be conformed
Don’t cast no stones cuz we all fall short
I got love for you player I just hate the sport

Chorus

Their glories their shame their god’s their appetite
They focus on the material things in life
They exploit our woman and mislead our little girls
The limits of their horizon’s this world
They target the head tryin’ to take out us men
And waste no time when it comes to the young
So forget about the punk with the gun
Cuz the power of life and death is in the tongue

3rd verse - Crusade

Our theology matters, we fall into patterns, that awkwardly start with the thought to establish,
These doctrines that serve us, we lost our discernment, it’s we that we please not the God who we worship,
They say that our words create, God’s power that we negate, like it’s ours to demonstrate, we’ve allowed it to infiltrate, And be part of the church service, tongues that we don’t interpret, sermons without a purpose, America needs a Spurgeon,
If ever the time were urgent, to tether your mind to verses, that measure the likes of Furtick, who secularize the person,
Of Christ who remains Sovereign, no shame in the name droppin, instead of breaking chains your a slave to the bank profit, Instead of teaching the texts, keeping the sheep fed, you fill em with regret, unwilling to be led,
By the men that the Father sent, who follow the footsteps, of the One in whom we’re kept,
the One that they reject…whoa!

Bridge - Jonah Nathan

I know it’s hard to speak peace when our nature is war
The mottos get yours and life is so raw
But there’s more to life than what you’re talking about
So we’re here to talk about what y’all done left out
I know it’s hard to speak peace when it seems out of reach
But I refuse to pollute the air our kids breath
We must pursue the things that build up our young
Cuz the power of life and death is in the tongue
I know it’s hard to speak peace when our nature is war
The mottos get yours and life is so raw
But there’s more to life than what you’re talking about
So we’re here to talk about what y’all done left out
I know it’s hard to speak peace when it seems out of reach
But I refuse to pollute the air our kids breath
We must pursue the things that build up our young
Cuz the power of life and death is in the tongue

Scratching/cuts - Drenalin

4th verse - Liz Loja

Forgive em father they dont know what they speak
They’re trading kingdom out for dead old politicians and sneaks
I pray for, lost souls that are caught up in the limbo
Driven to their destinations through the beat and the tempo
they welcomed sin in their temples
it traveled straight to their temporal
deep conditioning your vision
with division and dead bones
them bones, I pray you’re gonna raise like the messiah,
The enemy may spit his lies your truth remains the light I see the,
roof, the roof, of their mouths on fire,
their tongues reek of corrosion, carnal and worldly desires
Hey! Jehovah Jireh
please provide a guide they’re tired
Everything they heard in raps is wrapped around their necks they're wired
Only you can take the evil, and make it glorify ya,
Stop the enemy dead in his tracks and make him cease all fire
All fiyahhhhhhhhh

Outro - Crusade