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No Designer - Konola

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Ghosty...

Let's go!

Woo-hoo!

Gon' put you first, can't put you second

Raise in the air and say "Good morning" when I check in

Expectation, exult Your name and presence

And this word of God that doesn't bend, it won't bend like Beckham

I know you'll use your sword and strike these demons, have them beggin'

Please, let me chink some demons down in Armageddon

'Nuff times, they mock and threaten when I try to do good like Megan

He's in my heart like Kevin and it's in my genes like denim

They must be jealous, still eat 'em up for breakfast

Only with Your power, without You, I would be breathless

Carry my cross, that's daily: why you think it's on my necklace?

Presented with salvation... free offer? Of course I accepted

I used to love this Harlot, one bad B called Alexis

My D played for Red Devils, I named my third leg Memphis

I used to pull up on G's at spots, my shift was well respected

True say I was tormented, I did love getting tempted

Now, I'm doing that gospel preaching, evangelist, for reasons

Got my [?], [?]

(Pssh!) In this life, the world will diss you

Rebuke from a friend is better than enemies that will kiss you

Be strong, don't get offended when truth does comes to hit you

Had me cryin' out the altar, told the usher "Pass the tissue"

(Pssh!)It's good, 'cause iron sharpens

Iron sharpening is what I require, tryna be like my Messiah

Pray in tongues expecting, these demons know it's me

I need some strength and courage, the preaching know it's me

That why I chose I'd call them cousins, 'cause at least they do believe

All they need is to know that Jesus died for you and me

Get round there and saw my sins to go with faithful: woe is me?

And even if they don't believe, all I can say is: "C'est la vie"

At least I've tried, God loves a tryer

I'm dressed in D&G, David's faith, no designer

Gon' put you first, can't put you second

Raise in the air and say "Good morning" when I check in

Expectation, exult Your name and presence

And this word of God that doesn't bend, it won't bend like Beckham

I know your usual sword and strike, these demons, have them beggin'

Please, let me chink some demons down in Armageddon

Nuff times, they mock and threaten when I try to do good like Megan

He's in my heart like Kevin and it's in my genes like denim

Pray in tongues expecting, these demons know it's me

I need some strength and courage, the preaching know it's me

That why I chose I'd call them cousins, 'cause at least they do believe

All they need is to know that Jesus died for you and me

Get run there and sow my seeds, goin' faithful: woe is me?

And even if they don't believe, all I can say is: "C'est la vie"

At least I've tried, God loves a tryer

I'm dressed in D&G, David's faith, no designer