Testo di 'The Battle' di Timothy Brindle

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) Ohhhh!
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)