We gotta fight This is a war cry (this is a war cry) This is a spiritual warfare, a spiritual Devil you can't have my soul I belong to God and I'm fighting you off With the power of the Holy Ghost This is a war cry (war cry) (Devil you can't have my

I wanna be that guy (G. U.Y.) I'm gonna wear the towel, the power to leave you I'm aiming for full control of this love (of this love) Touch me, touch me, don't be sweet Love me, love me, please retreat Let me be the girl under you that makes you cry The

This is the night of the werewolves Run for your life This is the night Never get out alive When I'm crawling through the night God and Satan by my side And I'm haunted in the dark Sacramentum of the wild Evil born as human child

Power, power And woah the air is on fire This room feels electric, cord here in your sights I will never understand the power you're holding over me Oh you've had it too long, yes you've had it too long Aim, throw your best shot right at me 'Cause pain,

Oh, oh, oh, yeah You can't catch me When you're feeling down in this place, just replace them Keep a vision on the one you've been chasing When the time comes we'll run to the station We've been laced with the powers of creation So when the sun sets, you

To get a thousand miles from the earth A rocket would need this much power This much power It would take far more than a human lifetime Practically fit fi energy an de powa But a space station might look something like this Coming up di place mon yuh

We belong to something new We belong to something, This time, this time we can't go home Oh like we've been kissed by higher power Saying don't wait, don't wait until it's gone I see the dawn of a new beginning I hear the streets of tomorrow calling I

Help me I can't break out this prison all alone Save me I'm drowning and I'm hopeless on my own Heal me I can't restore my sanity alone Cunning, Baffling, Powerful Been beaten to a pulp Vigorous, irresistible Sick and tired and laid low Dominating,

I'm in awe of no one, I'm made for this, teach me what to want I am the hot mic, I pick up asides, of the modern tyrant Laws of the shadows, colors of justice, I don't know what it meant How patriotism is now enough and it's powerful stuff Can we get it

Check, check, check, check Look at these at all these young niggas flexing from the bottom We just want the money the respect and all the power The money and the power fucking up a check These bitches fucking for a check Counting all this money with my