Holy Water

Lord I'm trying to design lines to give sight to the blind that Chuk D fight the power 1989 that Brand Nubian/BDP scriptures trying to tell them slow down or loves gonna get cha the whole games been infected with demons so wicked I've been tasked to protected it with this verbal exorcism because listening is torture since everybody swear they spit hot fire then My flow is holy water it's lyrical baptism putting out hell's flames by simply bobbing your brain to my rhythm you can catch the holy ghost to this testify and witness it now don't you feel magnificent it's anti ignorant been touched by an angel my flow is divine it could part the red sea and turn water to wine so while your rhymes break Keys(kilos) down to nickels and dimes I'm inclined to plant seeds that will strengthen their minds I'm not a stranger to the struggle I know the hustle well I dabbled in these streets I've done a little dirt my self I've sold poisonous concoctions drank malted toxins but learned to beat myself to the punch like shadow boxing preparing for war with the love of the Lord the pen is my sword,and the full armor or God