You Can'T Have This
You Can’t Have This
I see the game being played here.
I’ve figured out what you are after.
You’ve bought the heavy artillery
to the battlefield hoping to
steal it from me.
But devil, you can’t have this, so
keep your hands off!
I’m sick of you and your game.
I will maintain possession of what’s
mines, with my God-given authority,
in the name of Jesus Christ!
Copyright © Evan Mitchell | Year Posted 2017
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