Nah Bruh
Nah Bruh!
Don't come around here!
Spewing your trail of lies.
Acting like you're God,
and in charge of my life.
Nah Bruh! you don't have no say here,
you're a defeated foe!
The one who got the blow,
yes, the blow that Jesus,
gave to you
when he got up from that grave.
Nah Bruh, you don't scare me,
Cause I've got God, Jesus, and,
the Holy Spirit looking out for me!
Ready to contend on my behalf,
putting you in your place.
After all, my life is not a game,
for you to play with or control!
My Lord, Savior and Risen King,
he who reigns, Most Supreme!
Is the one watching over everything
Which means I'm good,
Great even! and you satan,
nah bruh, you ain't worthy of my time!
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