Wake up and smell the coffee,
Every morning to keep them demons up off me
I say a word to the Father to watch me
And to give me the strength consciously not to be tempted constantly
Use all that is given to the fullest extent properly
Yes I’m God’s property, to the world microscopic see
But under the light of the Spirit I’m reborn a much larger be
-ing, seeing it all through reality
Up out of the shadows of darkness now I speak factiously
Viciously into the heart, mind, and memories
Stardust is followed by a man’s lust to wanna be
But your creation was designed before you were a seed conceived
And your repentance is required before you can be a soul received
Don’t follow me, follow the Word and the prophesies
He ain’t died on the cross so we can be lost, believe
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