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 Hallelujah praise God in His Holy house of worship Praise Him under the open skies Praise Him for His acts of power Praise Him for every great things that He does Praise Him with a blast from the speaker Praise Him with the strum of the open B chord Praise Him with the didge and the vocal Praise Him with the crack of the snare and the fat beat from the bass drum Let every breathing creature praise God for Jesus is good Hallelujah praise God praise God Hallelujah praise God It's the hoodsta' kid ya knew From da soulkeepers crew Keep ya ears peeled for The dope verse Comin' to a microphone near you Straight out of da underground oh hiphop I blow up spots Use the Holy Ghost to transform souls like autobots Throw my hands up to the skies praise the most high El Shaddai I wield words like lightsabres So call me a jedi I come from the underworld of Turntables, MCs and breaking Graffitti art subculture the realm I be displaying With max skill Listen closely as I rip this at will This track I know you can feel More quality than no frills What's the deal? I be the urban quadraments Flowover funk tracks courtesy of my boys bent Listen up we're God sent Lift Him high 'till the day I die The Spirit convicts all the unbelieving in da midst with no tricks The gig is up all the mics are blazed And I'm out like the rollerskate craze On Saturdays Shalom © bent prophets
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