THE PREACHAHOLICZ - Club Blazer lyrics

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[Verse 1: Big Beem]

Explode on this track some call this hip hop but its more than that

It's spiritual combat laced with gospel rap

That's why we preach over beats about the truth and facts

Turn it up blow the trunk off the back of the lac

With a blast more vicious than a hurricane

Cause one puff of The Ghost'll get you higher than caine

It's like nerve gas surging through your nerves and brain

Justified by faith cause the blood was spilt

Now we one with the Father causethe veil was ripped

All because he was crucified beatened and whipped

Now zip ya lip devil cause the saints is crunk

We spit lyrics that change these pimps to monks

Lets dump get em up time to blaze the club

All the ex convicts prostitutes and thugs

Crush his head on this track when we blaze it up

Cause we dangerous, c'mon!

[Chorus:]

Let me see yo hands high [x4]

Feel it feel it feel it jump jump [x3]

Club blazer! Ah!

[Verse 2: PC]

Survivor and Christ lover for real

Rider for Jesus and you always holding ya steel

Ya got ya armor on cause you know that He will

Protect ya with the council of his heavenly seal

A vessel of the One who died on Calvary Hill

Who never lets the devil con you out with a deal

Cause its all according to the blood He spilled

That we always keep the devil under our heal

So just keep riding He'll relieve the backsliding

And you'll be safe when them forces start colliding

Soldier in the army of The Lord Jehovah Jireh

As the Spirit hit you with a wave larger than Pisidon

Huh I know ya feel it flowing deep in ya veins

It's the power that's been on and loosing chains

If you believe the Spirit move just like I do the same

Then this hook'll help you don't be ashamed

C'mon and…

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Mo Stylez]

Sound the alarm boy we bout to drop the bomb

Raise ya arms boy we like a blazing storm

Wreaking havoc on the kingdom of hell

Break out ya shell and yell like lunatics busting out of a jail

Man I done got a dose of the Ghost and I'm like whoa

Love like this'll make ya say whoa

Lift up ya hands and come back for mo

Grab mics and spit about Christ for sho

C'mon let me see yo hands to the roof if Christ is the one who makes you fireproof

Alive is the Spirit that gets ya mind loosed

Sometimes you just need to get ya mind juiced

The design of this track is to get ya on a level

Of praise that'll quake hell's gates and shake the devil

Turn up the bass and turn up the treble

Pump up the bass and give me some mo treble!

[Chorus]