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The Battle

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The Battle

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Ladies and gentlemen

Welcome to the battle of the century, y'all

We got sin over here on my right hand side

(Boos) Aw

(Cheers) We got the Christian on the left hand side

Ey, ey, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait

We got DJ Essence on the ones and twos

Ey, ey, this is what I need

I need both MCs, get in your corners

I want you to come out spittin' your hardest

24 bars a piece

Let's get busy!

Yeah, yeah

It's over for you, Christian

You wanna battle sin?

Check this out

Because of me the creation groans

I’ve taken the throne

Humans are a race of drones

Slaves that I own

I’ve caused the fall of two races

Angels and humans- to mangle’s my blueprint

You all have blue faces

I take a breath- you can’t withstand

The strength of my swift hand

And quicksand- death is my hit man

And history is coming out the pages

Throughout the ages

I left y’all pouting in cages

Who can doubt my wages?

The basics- we know well

People fell

If I did not exist- there would be no hell

No jail or prison

Large scale division

Stale religion

Sales of ism

Wailing Christians

Disease, gossip, homicide, evil policies

Deceit, malice, folly, pride- breed idolatry

Homosexuality, sexual immorality

Impurity, rivalry, sorcery, sensuality

And that’s just a small list

I caused all this

The moral is there’s no morals- I make you live lawless

I’m stronger than the devil

Legions of steaming screaming demons don’t even belong on my level

Ruin the test

I keep you under stress

Non can rest

Without me the wrath of God is left unexpressed

I methodize my madness

Yet you frequently indecently sleep on me- recognize my status!

Alright, y'all

Look, look, look, look

Ey, we gon' let Christian say somethin'

If you got somethin' to say, let your thoughts be known

Essence, spin it back

Yeah!

C'mon, believers

I'm not gonna even battle him

I'll let Jesus battle him through me

C'mon

Yeah, yeah

The word of God be my machete

You talk a whole lot of smack for be defeated already

Think you got maneuvers?

You already lost at the cross and I don’t talk to losers

You lost when your cost was paid

Since Christ rose and walked away- I am not your slave

Unlike unbelievers- I’m a lot different

I’m empowered by the Spirit who’s omnipotent

So any hour you’ll be through

You’re stronger than Satan, but the Spirit’s more powerful than you

Cause Christ is in me- Jesus son

It’s like you’re fighting a rocket launcher with a BB gun

Forget heat I’m a scripture packer

So I fight with nuclear bombs you’re a whipper-snapper

The servants of that- are murder and death

I’m a Christian who’s into killing the works of the flesh

Call it killing for a righteous cause

You don’t reign on my body dawg

Christ is boss

Think I’m nice and soft like a cloth?

But if you near make my hand sin- I’ll slice it off

To hack and sever nerves

You’re infinitely disgusting for lack of better words

Worse than backwash of sasquatch

You’re uglier than Jason Voorhees with his mask off

Ey, look

Ey, check it

Wait a second

Wait-I said wait a second!

Alright, y'all

Look, look

We can't leave with that one round

If you want a round two, say round two! (round two!)

Round two! (Round two!)

Alright, y'all

Come out 8 bars a piece

Come out spittin'!

Believers, let's kill sin

Yeah, yes, indeed

Christ Jesus, Christ Jesus

He gave us the victory, y'all!

C'mon, check it out now

I was sin’s slave as a child

But now that I’m saved it’s like there’s tape on his mouth

Your lust is raunchy

You stink like musty laundry

Christ took my guilt so you got nothing on me

Sin it’s you who I despise and loathe

More than a slimy toad or a grimy mold

My eyes behold how you’re a giant load

Of something I’d find inside my commode

Okay

Something you'd find inside your commode, huh?

Okay, look

Appreciate the compliment- thank you kindly

You claim to hate me rightly

Yet you date me nightly

Rookie you’re my slave

If I stink I guess I smell like your corpse after I pushed you in your grave

Why you wanna grab mics?

When you lack might

Oh that’s right

By the way where were you last night?

Got to hand it to you brother

You actually battling me- I got other Christian MC’s battling each other

Ey, ey, ey

No, no shots below the belt

No shots

Ey, eyo, ey, look

We gon' do- matter of fact, round two need a bonus

8 bars, 8 bars

C'mon, Christians

Yeah

Where was I last night, huh?

Where was I last night?

Let me think about that real quick

Sin stop it with the lies

Where was I last night? I was in the Spirit plotting your demise

With a tougher nature

I'ma suffocate you

Plus I hate you

You’re nothing since the Father crushed the Savior

Took me in my tombstone

But that’s a favor to me because I’ll be in heaven- my true home

You plan to tempt me

But your scam is empty

Because even if I do fall you can’t condemn Me

The cross, the cross!

Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey

Everybody- ey, ey

Everybody calm dow-

Ey, eyo, calm down!

I said calm down!

Calm- ey, ey, ey, ey

This ain't over! It's not over

Yo, I need one more verse

Ey, yo, yo

Eyo, Sin, you gotta do your thing, fam

A'ight? Here you go

That’s real and true

But what are you willing to do?

Because if you ain’t killing me- then I must be killing you

And that’s apparent clown

The other day this guy was sinning in the very shorts that he’s wearing now

I’m closer to you than black people and melanin

I crush you like the bones you find in gelatin

So you can yell and grin

Just tell them when you fell again

Sin fella indwelling Tim like a skeleton

(Boos) Ey, ey, ey, ey

Eyo, eyo, Sin, you know, you did your thing, or whatever

Eyo, Christian, are you ready?

(Cheers) Eyo, ey, you just wait- I'm sorry, dawg

I'm sorry, you just wait

Ey, look, Christian, yo

What? (Switch it back up)

Switch it back up? (Yeah)

You tryin' to get another- (Christian - Let him go first)

Let him go- let him go first? Alright

Look, Sin, alright, here you go

(Christian - 'Cause then we gonna finish him)

(Cheers)

That's alright, y'all can hate on Sin all you want

Okay, what's good?

Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah

Okay, check it out

The funny thing about this battle is even if you win

I’ll make you get prideful and lead you into sin- again

The statements you make are paper thin

I’m greater than- even your Great Awakening

Your quick with the chatter

I’m tickled with laughter

The church is slipping faster

I’m crippling pastors

Because I’m sin I slay rivals

You’ll defeat me after the Clippers win an NBA title

Ey, ey

Get off my mic like that

Ey, Christian

Yo, prove yourself, man

C'mon, get it

Let's finish him

Sin you're pathetic dude

I’m having trouble hearing what you say- oh! Because I’m dead to you

So I don’t have to listen all that trash your spitting

Because I know all your tricks like you’re bad magician

The joy you give is a fake dud

After tasting Christ you don’t satisfy my taste buds

So please would you break out

Because I’m not hungry for you like vegans in a steak house

This liar is easy to beat

I’m way more attracted to Christ- you’re no longer pleasing to me

You’re trife and ugly

But Christ is lovely

Not to mention His righteous life covers me

This scum should beat it

Fighting me means you're fighting Christ- who’s undefeated

You’re still talking but you’re dead

Bring the word of God- my sword- off with your head!

(Cheers and applause) oh!

Eyo, ey, wait a minute, wait, ey, ey

Ey, wait a second, wait a second

Ey, ain't none of that chantin' in here

Wait a second!

Look, we gotta find out who won this thing

Now, now, how many y'all- ey, ey

How many y'all think Sin won? Make some noise if you thought he won

(Boos) Ey, ey, ey

Ey, brother

Ey, Sin, Sin, stop being so prideful

Now, how many y'all think that the Christian won via Jesus Christ?

(Cheers) Ey, y'all

I ain't even gotta say no more

Good night, y'all!

Yeah!

(Jesus! Jesus! Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!)

Who won that? (Jesus!)

Who's the champion? (Jesus!)

Who's undisputed? (Jesus!)

What's His name, y'all? (Jesus!)

(Jesus!) I love Jesus! (Amen)

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