Against All Evil

Intro: blah-blah-blah blah-blah-blah blah-blah-blah DJ DAX BRO! Verse 1): So we gotta put back the track and the lil' glock in the pocket son Haters gon' spit but I dodge like Jackie Robinson There's nothing betta son; we just proclaim the word and see the light like Thomas Edison Humphrey Davy saying life ain't gravy cuz Tom made it betta son But dark will be dark and light will be Christ who reigns supreme with dominion; that's why we fight without no freaking remington Bro it's evident, message of God, got reception and we sending it (post it on the internet) It's all over the Facebook, how the place shook; this is Against All Evil, and I'm the freakin militant Son I don't deserve to be arrogant, Christ is the reason I've escaped from my decadence Take out the Word and that's word from the President we fight spirits and that's never insignificant And I'm lil' bit sicker than those who boast about how sick the spit all over the coast and I be getting the feeling that all these fake rap rappers are getting the feeling that they roast So I'm hustle hard hard for the Lord, I like my dubstep dirty unlike my spoken word-y; blowin' y'all away, not even 30 so call me DJ Kirby; I run this derby, this is my dreamland When you're this swaggin' it's easy to tell chicks you're the dream man I ain't tryna confuse you mane, like 'crae this be Jesus Muzik mane I thank my God for the truth he gave, #allswaggnostoppinatfame One Quadruple Zero One Three Eight Sixty Five Nine Sixty Six Eight Seven, and we going live This stage is a murder scene 'cause I killed it like a lil' feen I spit fire and kerosene and I'm glad I'm on the team (sparx) C-can we rep it properly c-c-c-class of 13? What it do? What's due? You looking for green like KJ 52 going through for his Mountain Dew? Oh shoo, it's my queue, adieu; Devil this is the day God made, get ready to rue hate sin love God make music; seems like it's enough. all truth, not trying to bluff Against evil; all of it, disgust. Fake love doesn't make guys tough; love comes from above Aye yo I pray in the spirit, making known the gospel Nor rapper or preacher, apostle, just 100% pentecostal Bring down the giants hit em with that DESTROY 365, all the time, on my grind BOY Ruler, Authorities, Powers and Forces got nothing on me You know I've really been redeemed, read it up John 3:16 B-Bendiciones! Nah, what about God Bless You? Don't be all excited just because you got that best crew Full full armor of God, or nothing; that brings you down So go ahead leave Christ, you'll be running back like Jim Brown (you get it, 'cause like Jim Brown was this like really good running bac-) Oh my bad, we're still Against All Evil now! Play the hug and kiss game like Tic Tac Toe Foul mouths in the church getta Tic Tac Yo Stop the big bad show, DAX the one and only Don't waist your life, that's all Ibuki; I like me some shinobi New Tab, Twitter, Tweet this joint right here: I'm clearly not opaque; everybody take a higher stake, earthquake shake and it's getting hard to hear (HEY) Nothing better than trend setter even when the creator doesn't really care Like my status if you, like, like liking stuff you like... Ummm don't care. Don't let us Christians in the club we invented roof raisin' and true praisin' Like a hipster, we rather twist words and tell God he's so amazing Wait, what?! how you gon' twist it, go Judas and kiss my God's face? (Oh nah!) That's why you're scratching your brain 'bout why your life feels like last place (woo-hah!) We against sin, all against it, against all evil We against sin, all against it, against all evil We against sin, all against it, against all evil Down with clutch, down with touch, Tim Tebow