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red tips – royal rumble lyrics

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[verse 1]
god told me, “go”, so i push it, push
then i’ma break all the limits
god handed out blessings out, so i took it
tell me, why you act like he ain’t givin’
he made the world, put it in existence
tell me, why you act like he ain’t did it
look at the world, spinnin’, spinnin’
tell me, why you question his existence?
god told me, “go”, so i’m on a mission
tell the people where [?] ’bout a religion
the son came, i just hope that they listenin’
thirty+eight, i had the one division
twenty+one, i had to make a decision
thirty+eight, handle the opposition
god got ’em, i’m taking [?]
if it ain’t hard chewin’ in the kitchen, that’s why when it’s pressure they callin’ us christians

[chorus]
certified demon thumper
who want smoke? we gon’ dump ’em
luci thought he’d take me under
sons of thunder out the jungle
throwing hands in the spear, this a rare royal rumble
i let god call the play, ’cause his plans never crumble
why you think we doin’ numbers?
[?] satan tryna tear us, [?]
i’m in the boat, sleep, slumber
backin’ ’em down, pull up, jump up
i see the devil, it’s bumper to bumper
his bible got scriptures that hit like a tonka
watch how my god turn that boy to a runner
watch how my god turn some beef to a supper
[verse 2]
yeah, watch how he do it (do it)
even when i don’t see it, he movin’ (he movin’)
even when i don’t feel it, he workin’ (he workin’)
now satan can’t stop what i’m doin’ (he can’t)
i put my faith in a rock (boulder)
in the kitchen, i cook with the [?] (i be cookin’)
luci came with the static, it shock (static)
i’on got time, why do i need me a car? (i’on need)
steppin’ in faith, ’til my tik don’t tok
preachin’ the word, ’til my lip don’t talk
bet i’ma go, ’til my hip don’t walk
think that i save, that mean that i solve
if i put down the bl!cky to pick up the cross
i gave up my life when i counted the calls
the mission i’m on is to bring in the lost
throw up a prayer, luci gettin’ toast
he not the boss, nah, for real

[chorus]
certified demon thumper
who want smoke? we gon’ dump ’em
luci thought he’d take me under
sons of thunder out the jungle
throwing hands in the spear, this a rare royal rumble
i let god call the play, ’cause his plans never crumble
why you think we doin’ numbers?
[?] satan tryna tear us, [?]
i’m in the boat, sleep, slumber
backin’ ’em down, pull up, jump up
i see the devil, it’s bumper to bumper
his bible got scriptures that hit like a tonka
watch how my god turn that boy to a runner
watch how my god turn some beef to a supper



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