Demon forces
They must bow
Saints of God arise and kill
Deprivation
Evil bondage
Will not claim the church of Christ
Brutal warfare
Brutal warfare
Pain and torment
Cast from below
Stand strong with God's armour on
Inflicted with hate
Spiritual war
Christ's the victor know this well
Put on the full armour of God
Stand against the devil
We are not fighting men
But evil forces of a dark age
Rotting minds
Avenge yourselves
Submit to God outwitting hell
Intense offense
Awesome victory
Bludgeon to death bondages
Belt of truth around your waist
Righteousness your breastplate
Gospel of peace in your feet
The shield of faith and sword of GodIntro:
ah yeah Dream Warriors
as we enter the brink of reality
battlfield
trust me seven times seven times
but you prefer not to
here I go into a lifelong trip
are you ready for this?
come solider
Verse 1:
ringin' on into his disorder
I serve the square
so step there's nothing left you can't compare
to the noble unbeatable length of hair that I bare
so bare witness I'm physically fittin' this
a desease so MC's please take a techna shot
you got what I give I never get got
glue to the gift so what's up dread
you couldn't bob to the bass but now you're hooked like a bass head
I'm about to show ya contract and attract ya
blow off track come back and smack ya
loaded lyrics stronger than a game of tug-o-war
Dream Warriors are built right cause I got a megabyte of storage
so don't tempt me I'm empty
don't get too close I might absorb your energy
if you're not a friend of me I grow you like cannibus
make you give me a hand you can't handle this
crazy rampagous makin' team ages
walk through the getto with getto blasters playin' us
general entrance be part of the solution
you take it to your brain but your brain is confused
and confusion is the style that I send
don't think it makes your mind bend
just journey on
Chorus:
draw your mics men
and wipe the sweat from your dome
as we enter this battle with a fearsome rage
universal peace must be this outcome
dust and strife stricken
we have moral to the full
board your steeds my minions as we path on
tray me I slay the no mutiny
Verse 2:
take a picture of this
you trying to dis
so much smoke you get choked from the microphone mist
aw shucks you're outta lucks
yo try to tax but get waxed
the song strong enough to carry you
and my rhymes strong enough to bury you
but I don't I make you jam until the jam is done
until the cash i