On Gawd lyrics

[Intro: Thomas The Third]
(Heheheheheh)
(Ayy, T, three, woah)

[Chorus: Thomas The Third]
(On God) You better get your mind right
Southpaw strike with no Christ, that’s big facts (Woo)
(On God) Heard they watchin' what I be plottin'
They must have forgotten, they can't see, need contacts (Huh)
(On God) Not walking by sight
Build my faith up, gonna be a Fortnite (Hey)
(On God) My rhymes, they committed crimes
Call it my good times, must be Dynomite (Ayy)
(On God) Heard they watchin' what I be plottin'
They must have forgotten, they can't see, need contacts (Yeah, ayy)
(On God) You better get your mind right
Southpaw strike with no Christ, that’s big facts (Uh)
(On God) My rhymes, they committed crimes
Call it my good times, must be Dynomite (Ayy)
(On God) Not walking by sight, build my faith up, gonna be a Fortnite (I knew that, on God)

[Verse 1: Thomas The Third]
I'm Colin Kaepernick, I'm about to spit another anthem
It'll make you stand and sit, take a knee, killed the beat a bit (Woah)
I'm passionate for the Spirit, I feel it, and I'm 'bout to feast
No Ramadan, I'm a beast, Shyamalan Split (Woah)
I take it to another level for every devil that wanna mettle
Better settle down, act like you know (Ayy)
Never been a banger, but if I get angered
I'ma Liu Kang 'em and try to hang 'em, I ain't talkin' Jim Crow (Ayy)
Woah, old bars stand behind pacin' (Yeah)
You see a con, I see constellations (Yeah)
Made in His Image, not finished, I'm tracin' (Yeah)
Kill beats, felony, murder one facin'
Yeah, I don't make threats, I make promises (Huh)
Yeah, zero to a hundred on my abacus
[Chorus: Alcott & Thomas The Third]
(Yeah, look, let me talk to 'em)
(On God) Rep the Kingdom, I'm fanatic at it
Multiply believers, look at Jesus doin' mathematics
(On God) Eternal mercy be the apparatus
Had to thank the Father, He forgave me of my baddest habits
(On God) All this hatred is filthy
When I get up out of this place, I ain't takin' it with me
(On God) And pray for the city
'Cause people sufferin', it's obvious that Satan is busy
(On God) Eternal mercy be the apparatus
Had to thank the Father, He forgave me of my baddest habits
(On God) All this hatred is filthy
When I get up out of this place, I ain't takin' it with me
(On God) Rep the Kingdom, I'm fanatic at it
Multiply believers, look at Jesus doin' mathematics
(On God) Pray for the city
'Cause people sufferin', it's obvious that Satan is busy

[Verse 2: Alcott]
Ayy yo, Alcott
I ain't never been without sin (Nah)
So I ain't much for throwin' rocks
But I'm repentin' what I'm timid 'bout showin' God
Scorners on the corners every time I'm on the block
I keep the Bible like a weapon tucked (Doo-doo-doo)
And I be sittin' with the ruler even though I never measure up (Yeah)
Yeah, we messin' up by giving him less of us, 'stead of a pessimist
He told me put my hope in Him, I'm hopin' He could
Put my brokenness into an ocean of the blood of Jehovah
And let it soak in it, and I don't think they know what they provokin'
When I'm met with all my foe's chauvinists, it's atrocious
How they focusin' on knockin' me off-track, that's a locomotive
Uh, there's a whole meeting of unholy demons
That wanna see my soul defeated
But I'm yellin' out "Sola Fide," "by faith alone" (Yeah, yeah)
If you don’t know the meaning, on God
[Chorus: Thomas The Third & Alcott]
(On God) You better get your mind right
Southpaw strike with no Christ, that’s big facts
(On God) Rep the Kingdom, I'm fanatic at it
Multiply believers, look at Jesus doin' mathematics (Huh)
(On God) Heard they watchin' what I be plottin'
They must have forgotten, they can't see, need contacts
(On God) Eternal mercy be the apparatus
Had to thank the Father, He forgave me of my baddest habits (Ayy)
(On God) My rhymes, they committed crimes
Call it my good times, must be Dynomite
(On God) All this hatred is filthy
When I get up out of this place, I ain't takin' it with me (Woah)
(On God) Not walking by sight, build my faith up, gonna be a Fortnite (Ayy)
(On God) And pray for the city
'Cause people sufferin', it's obvious that Satan is busy (On God)

[Outro: Thomas The Third]
Hey Alcott, I told you, bruh