Pastor

I'm not a pastor. 
I just know God for he is my master. 
A tired soul who is waiting for disaster. 
For thou shall wait on thee and climb that ladder. 
Oh it matters. 
I'm not a pastor. 
Just a soul that is spreading word about my master. 
Been baptized many times and feel the latter. 
My heart was shattered. 
But his word that I continue to spread. 
Was sweet like his daily bread. 

Chorus: 
I don't have the credentials or the degree. But I do know one single thing. For those that give and do it with glee. Will always be happy and know to praise thee. For thou shall not judge or thee will be judged. To never stop until the job is done. The devil tries but I already won. For God gave his only begotten son. So we can have life! And live it abundantly! For he is holy! Holy! Forever! 

For he is holy! Holy! Forever! 

I'm not a bishop. 
But I have enough common sense to know, who to worship. 
To not give into things that are not of him. 
I refuse to be a sim. 
That gives his life for money and loses them. *talking about blessings* 
I'm not a religion. 
I refuse to be bound to a certain position. 
For God stays the same while I am ever changing. 
He is arranging. 
For another trial in my life. 
I will pass and not die. 

Chorus: 
I don't have the credentials or the degree. But I do know one single thing. For those that give and do it with glee. Will always be happy and know to praise thee. For thou shall not judge or thee will be judged. To never stop until the job is done. The devil tries but I already won. For God gave his only begotten son. So we can have life! And live it abundantly! For he is holy! Holy! Forever! 

For he is holy! Holy! Forever! 

I'm not a preacher. 
Just somebody who loves and respects my teacher. 
To live and do what he says. Gives me a hope. A dream. A desire. I shall pass this test. 
I don't care for a rival. 
Love my enemies as I wait for his arrival. 
To the afterlife as I strive for my survival. 
This life is not promised to no one. 
For his word is stronger than any man made gun.

Chorus: 
I don't have the credentials or the degree. But I do know one single thing. For those that give and do it with glee. Will always be happy and know to praise thee. For thou shall not judge or thee will be judged. To never stop until the job is done. The devil tries but I already won. For God gave his only begotten son. So we can have life! And live it abundantly! For he is holy! Holy! Forever! 


For he is holy! Holy! Forever! 

The devil tries but I already won. For God gave his only begotten son. So we can have life! And live it abundantly! (x2) 

For he is holy! Holy! Forever! (x6) 

I'm not a pastor. 
I'm just a renewed soul who repents and serves his master. 
A worker who is ready for disaster. 
As I plaster. 
The word of God all over it's face. *talking about the enemy* 

Jesus is my master. 
My only guide and will not let my mind wonder. 
For he has the answers that I need. 
I just need to praise and get on my knees. 

I'm not a pastor.
I'm not a bishop.
I'm not a preacher. 
I'm not a famous leader.

I'm just a renewed soul who repents and serves his master. 
 

Count of 5 (Inspired by Nikki Minaj's song "Fly" and my Mother)

He came to win. To fight. 
To conquer. Not divide. 
He came to win. To fight. 
We prosper. He rise. 
Tonight! 
Tonight! 

On the count of 5! 

Verse 1: 
Yet another year and another day.
People do what they want through every single way. 
Seems like this planet has lost the alignment of ray.
Stop messing with people just because they gay.
Loving the world is gonna get you dropped. 
Talking back too much is gonna get you popped. 
Stop complaining about the things happening. 
You need to praise over everything. 
God. Is way too good. 
For you to give up now. 
Feed yourself fruit. Bear it. Instead of a spoiled sow. 
Be strong through trials and don't let it get you down. 
And remember that the praises must go. HIGHER! HIGHER! HIGHER! HIGHER! 

He came to win. To fight. 
To conquer. Not divide. 
He came to win. To fight. 
We prosper. He rise. 
Tonight! 
Tonight! 

On the count of 5! 

Verse 2: 
I need some time just to rest and breathe. 
Demons coming after my work and me. 
Finally stop arguing and gave it to thee. 
Do I really need all of these silly things? Please. 
All the fame and glamor. 
Can not save me from getting the hammer. 
The judgement of my words. 
Oh yes I heard. 
That not all of my ponies will follow the herd. 
Walk alone through test. 
Yes. I'm blessed. 
Can not forgive? Can not forget. 
God is talking. Class is not dismissed. 
Better get it right and never not diss. 
Blessings are coming and I can not miss. 
If I get salty. Tsk tsk tsk. 
Don't what they say or what they do. 
Look for me Father. I'm coming for you. 

He came to win. To fight. 
To conquer. Not divide. 
He came to win. To fight. 
We prosper. He rise. 
Tonight! 
Tonight! 

On the count of 5! 

Bridge: 
To the count of 5. 
To the count of 5. 
3, 4, 5. 
My God is still alive. 
To the count of 5. 
To the count of 5. 
I'm letting go. 
And giving you this fight. 
To the count of 5. 
To the count of 5. 
I'm holding on. 
And letting you rise. 
To the count of 5. 
To the count of 5. 
To the count of 5. 
Rebuking the devil.... 

TONIGHT! 
TONIGHT! 

He came to win. To fight. 
To conquer. Not divide. 
He came to win. To fight. 
We prosper. He rise. 
Tonight! 
Tonight! 

On the count of 5! 

Romans 14:1

Natural (Inspired by GR4VES by Konrad OldMoney)

Introduction: What? WHAT? Can this world give me that the devil has already stolen from me? A job? Family? Friends? Money? A woman? Things? Keep it! Because MY GOD! Is gonna take it all back and leave everything that I DO NOT NEED! EVERYTHING! And I do mean everything and multiply it! Get ready Devil. I am coming from you now! 

Chorus: 
Oh ye of little faith.
Slowly just digging your grave. 
Acting like a perfect saint. 
Sick of your dreams. Sick of your games.
The secrets you try to keep.
Cover it in gold and heap. 
Hard for you to go to sleep. 
Sick of your dreams. Sick of your games, games, games, games. 
Sick of your dreams and lack of faith, faith, faith, faith. 
Slowly but surely digging your grave, grave, grave, grave. 
Acting just but ain't awake. 
You so called perfect saint. 
Sick your dreams. Sick of your games. 

Verse 1: 
Watched many shows? Same old thing. 
Read many books. Enlightening. 
Learned a lot. Study some more. 
Living life? Such a chore. 
Hiding my face. Such a disgrace. 
Did many things. Rely on bling. 
Buried spirits that haunting me. 
For I do not know so I do not see. 
Hurting folks? My forte. 
It's ok. I'm sorry. 
He forgives and forgets. 
Did I learn anything?
Not really. Hit. 
Getting away and take. 
That is the role that I play. 
Judging me before others. 
Don't really feel like acting like a brother. 

Chorus: 
Oh ye of little faith.
Slowly just digging your grave. 
Acting like a perfect saint. 
Sick of your dreams. Sick of your games. 
The secrets you try to keep.
Cover it in gold and heap. 
Hard for you to go to sleep. 
Sick of your dreams. Sick of your games, games, games, games. 
Sick of your dreams and lack of faith, faith, faith, faith. 
Slowly but surely digging your grave, grave, grave, grave. 
Acting just but ain't awake. 
You so called perfect saint. 
Sick your dreams. Sick of your games. 

Verses 2: 
Megachurches? Don't worry. 
I am reaching for his glory. 
I said some screwed up ish. 
But through his mercy,  he forgives.
At least I am not a fake. 
I got tired of hiding ok?
Around many people and gang. 
Doing the same old thing.
Looking at many sites. 
Oh what a sight. 
The happiness started to fade. 
My hope began to wade. 
Why worried about other's money? 
Better yourself right honey. 
Y'all judging me and that's nice. 
But I am revealing who I am. Twice. 
That's why I am gonna get delivered. 
And never ever be bewildered. 
And yes I was led astray. 
But he brings me back the other way. 
The renewal of my strength. 
The guide to my light. 
Knocking on satan's door. 
You took a lot from me. FIGHT! 

Chorus: 
Oh ye of little faith.
Slowly just digging your grave. 
Acting like a perfect saint. 
Sick of your dreams. Sick of your games. 
The secrets you try to keep.
Cover it in gold and heap. 
Hard for you to go to sleep. 
Sick of your dreams. Sick of your games, games, games, games. 
Sick of your dreams and lack of faith, faith, faith, faith. 
Slowly but surely digging your grave, grave, grave, grave. 
Acting just but ain't awake. 
You so called perfect saint. 
Sick your dreams. Sick of your games. (x2) 

Numbers 14:33

GIVE IT ALL BACK SATAN! 
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Why is the song titled natural? Because those who remain in the natural, will forever be lead astray, misguided by others and continue to have a lack of faith in nothing. 

Said (A short poem)

 People remember the things you said. 
 Some will forgive and some will want you dead. 
 Be mindful of the vanity you bred. 
 Just know you have to sleep with that in bed. 
 They tell you to be strong and ignore it all. 
 But not be truthful is your downfall. 
 The natural things will leave you so confused. 
 Figuring it out until you are left abused. 

Ephesians 4:29 

Need (Inspired by a song titled "Tsuranuite Yuuutsu")

 I can't do this alone. 
 I sinned once again and I can hear those judgmental tones.
 I need you. I thirst for you. 
No way in the world I can't do this alone too. 
Memorizing your word and making sure that it will last. 
But a mistake came my way and I forgot to fast. 
As I sleep away, please continue to talk to me. 
Don't leave me alone because....YOU I NEED! 

Walking and talking while people are laughing. 
My flesh wants me to feel shame.
But as I'm walking and talking and they are still laughing. 
Some try to beat me down to my grave. 
It doesn't matter if I die. I am willing to let go of my pride. 
You will always come first in my life. I am tired of the repeated severed ties. 

Don't leave me alone because....YOU I NEED! (x2)

I can't do this alone. 
I am tired of myself. 
Lord, you picked me up and told me to forgive thyself. 
But my flesh still wants me to feel ashamed of me. 
Lord you have forgiven me, but I was blind to see. 
Many past regrets that have plagued my life. 
I have to accept what was said and done while I move on with the time. 
As I rest away, please continue to talk to me. 

DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE BECAUSE YOU I NEED! 
YOU I NEED! (x5) 

Proverbs 3:5-6 

Royalty (Original poem by Victor)

 I don't care what people got to say. 
Get on your knees and pray. 
I don't care how people look at you. 
They don't know what you went through. 
Lift up your head and voice. 
Shout for victory and rejoice. 
The devil is forever a liar. 
Your soul princess will be uplifted and on fire. (Meaning you will receive many blessings) 
Stomp on his face while he is down. 
Go ahead and receive your crown. 
I know folks can be low down. 
But don't you ever ever ever frown. 
Jesus is way too good. 
Blessed you on this day. 
With your voice, shake your hips and exalt him love. 
And yell out hip hip hooray! 
Royalty is what you are. 
And royalty is what you'll be. 
When you stand in the name of Jesus. 
No one will come against us. 
Sit by your everlasting Father. 
He is your true best friend and provider. 
Because Royalty is what you are and royalty is what you will be. 
Family members looking at you like your crazy. 
Didn't understand you and called  you lazy. 
Visions in the natural getting hazy. 
But I tell you hold on and remain steady. 
Enduring is how you receive your blessing. 
The devil is always testing. 
But resist his works and he will flee. 
And when your done, praise and buzz around like a bee. 
Because Royalty is what you are. 
And royalty is what you'll be. 
When you call on the name of Jesus. 
NOBODY will ever come against us. 
Praise your heavenly Father. 
He is your true best friend and provider. 
Because Royalty is what you are.
And royalty is what you will be! 

Now say yes! 
Yes! 
Yes! 
That is what you shall be. 
Yes! 
Yes! 
Praise the Lord our heavenly king! 
Yes! 
Yes! 
On your birthday and any day. 
Yes! 
Yes! 
Royalty is what you will be! 

James 1:17