One Verse (Christ-syder Remix)

I've been through hardships, trials and tribulations

Facing frustrations that take place in this race and

Ranging from temptations, segregations, to Jasons

Humiliations, annihilations, to misrepresentations

Lacing up my boots

Dude, I stomp through all of it

My pride, I swallowed it

My life, I follow Him

The devil, I fought with him

I failed time and again

Give me a mic to ignite the strife I'm bottling!

I'm toppling opposition, my competition is fiction

It's nonexistent, you're wishing that this Christian didn't glisten

My King is risen, so how could I not

The battles I've fought 

To reach for the top

To teach of my God

Let's see what you've got

I don't stop

Even when my body's drained

I pray to retain enough strength to speak His name

For one more verse 

Refrain to leave this earth as I sang

It'll be worth all the pain of people cursing my name

 

Come on! Christ-syder!

 

You're the Bane to my Bruce Wayne

I'm the Able to the Cain

To lay slain by your homies is lonely

Totally insane 

I came to set it straight

Resuscitate the spiritually late

Meditate, dictate, dedicate, okay?

You start to shake your fist 

And throw a rage and fits

Like it ain't the place for this

But I think it is

 The game, I'm taking it

In His name, I'm remaking it

If there was ever a day, today's the day for this

So in case you missed 

Or just in case you forget

Any attempt you made to take me down, you wasted it

Your fear, I've tasted it

My jeer, you're facing it

Any hate you generate I erase with no trace of it

So take your place, kid, the lesson's about to begin

I'll give my all and if I fall I'll learn to crawl again

Blending in is not an option, no shadowboxing, no floppin'

No stoppin'

No anything that goes against my adoption

 

Come on! Christ-syder!

Get your hands up!

 

Eternal rider, Christ-syder

I pack a Bible, I'm God's child

All my rivals seem to be in denial

Of the Holy Spirit's appearance in my lyrics

I'm spearing fear into the ones that are drearin' to hear it

Eternal rider, Christ-syder

I pack a Bible, I'm God's child

All my rivals seem to be in denial

Of the Holy Spirit's appearance in my lyrics

I'm spearing fear into the ones that are drearin' to hear it