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the apologist x believin stephen - rocky lyrics

[verse 1]
it’s gametime you know the stadium is packed
they saying that we trash and they ranking us in last
fans claiming it’s a wrap and the favorites gonna smash
but i been gaining mass lifting weights and i am jacked
we’re playing in the south and these players got some clout
paid way too high to count, yea it’s crazy the amount
the opening kickoff they take it to the house
hear praises from the crowd, as they raise their voice and shout
we get the ball but we called for a penalty
false start and there’s flags from all thе referees
players gеtting nervous hear taunts from the enemy
“yo your team’s better off in a spelling bee”
we the redeemed team we playing the dream team
we like the b team ain’t tryna seem mean
we a team of believers who need a redeemer
jesus our leader, so peep our demeanor
another penalty and it’s illegal procedure
3 and out man we couldn’t feed our receivers
their qb’s nice with the passes and decisions
tracking with good vision, accurate precision
on 4th and long they force a bomb they catch it they’re winning
we down early playing wack in the beginning
how we gonna cover the spread? can’t cover a bed
but we have jesus, we’re covered …he bled
[hook]
i’m feeling like rocky vs the russian
i’m feeling like you talkin but you bluffin
i’m feeling like you can’t tell me nothin
you can’t beat me so stop with your fronting
i’m feeling like rocky vs the russian
i’m feeling like you talkin but you bluffin
i’m feeling like you can’t tell me nothin
you can’t beat me so stop with your fronting

[verse 2]
we getting sacked for a loss quarterback getting tossed
man we’re wack and we’re soft, cornerbacks getting mossed
they score a td and then after they floss
their team’s named pride check the stats they went off
a player named envy got the game in a frenzy
(and) his buddy jealousy both claim to be friendly
they want your success and they flaunt they the best
and mr. greedy he be longing for checks
self+sufficient is so strong with the flex
and young boastful, he’s so pompous and fresh
if you’re checking their roster at best they’re imposters
they want their own shine, not impressed with the father
faithless hates this whenever it’s harder
but we like the trials cause they’re making us stronger
pride is k!lling it, but strife isn’t feelin it
and then fear and doubt start fighting with bitterness
they fumble the rock and with none on the clock
good steward to the goal line, he’s jumping across
it’s 24+7 and the pride’s in the lead
but can we come back? man it’s time to believe
pastor perseverance gives a halftime speech
and the redeemed get hype when the pastor speaks!
but even if we lose and our stats decrease
through faith and patience we can have mad peace!
[hook]
i’m feeling like rocky vs the russian
i’m feeling like you talkin but you bluffin
i’m feeling like you can’t tell me nothin
you can’t beat me so stop with your fronting
i’m feeling like rocky vs the russian
i’m feeling like you talkin but you bluffin
i’m feeling like you can’t tell me nothin
you can’t beat me so stop with your fronting

[verse 3]
aroogance felt the pride knew they were better
but our running back messanger jukes a defender
that dude’s a pretender, we get thirty yards
if they sleepin on us prolly never heard of god
we bask in the spirit; we’re cats that are fearless
bickering gets called for pass interference
at the goal line wisdom calls for an audible
touchdown redeemed; we are hot like it’s tropical
they mocked like it’s comical, but all things are possible
could we win the game? with god all things are plausible
on the pride, vanity is craving attention
but we the ones out here gaining momentum
their coach is disgusted appalled, but what did he call?
they gain nothin at all and they punting the ball
we don’t talk trash we talk gospel, we’re real bold
we cut the lead to 7, faithful hitting a field goal
we’re rushing the passer and running in faster
dilligence with the sack, clutch when it matters
he’s forcing the fumble of course he is humble
not boastful, 4th quarter, no huddle
we throw the hail mary but we know it is hail christ!
touchdown! can’t kick now it could sail right
we’re going for two, and you know what we do?
we score the ‘philly special’, pride it’s over for you!!
[hook]
i’m feeling like rocky vs the russian
i’m feeling like you talkin but you bluffin
i’m feeling like you can’t tell me nothin
you can’t beat me so stop with your fronting

[bridge]
christ is lord, he is more than a friend
in christ we endure to the end
christians gotta be fightin our pride
we don’t need a trophy cause christ is our prize

- the apologist x believin stephen lyrics

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