Infiltrators, Pt. 1 (feat. Neogen & Surreal)

Assemble the army, meet me at the frontlines

Invade your territory, set these landmines

Soldiers trained for the End Times

Set your whole mind in motion

With these spoken words and rhymes

Lace up these kicks, grab these bag of tricks

Load up these weapons of these 66 chambers

Catch mad looks from strangers

Walk with risen Savior

Most find us people abnormal

To their ways of thinking

Smoke fills the air, others be drinking

Their lives away but not this one today

You find me on the frontlines of the A

The Holy Ghost, hand grenade

Gets tossed into the realms of the lost

They stare unaware of the 1 who paid the cost

I set this bomb off, yeah there goes the shrapnel

From the only G-O-D spelled in capitals

Masterful of these words breaking forth from my esophagus

Behind these enemy, lines I'm taking hostages

I lead them to the Promised Land

They tried to bomb us and left their ears

Met with these words from the Son of Man

I understand my Commander's plan

That's why I overcame from the blood of the Lamb

The great I AM

Special Taskforce like the Green Berets

Trained to penetrate through crevices with the serenade

We laid low under the track, audible camouflage

Dodging radar signals, meanwhile station and fuselage

Sabotage faintly ringing, clinging to strategy

See the route and the passageway, attacking it with clarity

Rather not be detected, selected the perfect seed

Lyric and target connected

Collected enough of these weeds

They spreading it, getting it vitamins

And choking with deadly venom

And hot days blaze ricochet and strangle em

Hanging by their ears like pendulums

Sending them to conditions of

Mindless and spineless skeletons

Picture this, listen up

Soul has sold its key

To doorways, dead lays meanwhile the role is

Taking, making no waves yet God saves

Tried the beams of an undertow, bringing in the wandering slaves

Infiltrators like space invaders, bring the ill osmosis

Of only the dopest rhymes with Christian focus

Coz it's hopeless without God, Satan will choke us

There's no life without Christ, you're just a carcass, heartless

We go targetless, apart from us or embark with us

In a life of a God we trust, Remnant Militia

Militia's live by Scriptures, fishers of men

Extend brain to papyrus

I run a virus to infiltrate and demolish another virus

That brainwashes memories of God so you're godless

Regardless of how much you despise it, just be cautious

Reborn sinner set free like Barabbas

Like Peter Rasputin turned to Colossus

The arm of God, collages, Christian synthesis

Fallen assassin, praying mantis, spraying canvas

Infiltrate the industry with Remnant Inc

Visually amped for this