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Excuse me, I have revival

Let me praise my God

R.I.P. Breonna Taylor

R.I.P. to George Floyd

I ain't tryna hate on my own kind

But Warnock ain't my only choice

And Herschel either, I love believers

But some of these folks don't rep the Kingdom

I'm prolly gon' lose more shows and money

But I'ma mess up y'all whole agenda

Some of y'all wanna be stars

Y'all got the big lights and worship guitars

Y'all play the chords at the end of the message to make sure the melodies tug at your heart

Sponsor some kids just to show off what you did, and then jump in your luxury car

Drive past the hood and the poverty, get to the stadium just to watch people play ball

Aw, naw, you doin' too much, you ain't doin' enough, who you foolin'? Ain't us

You act like Jesus ain't risen, like we ain't forgiven, like we ain't got truth in our clutch

Some of us hate on each other, we bang on each other like we ain't been covered in blood

We try to cripple each other, we trip on each other like we ain't in need of His love

Meanwhile, these people confused, so they pray to the universe

Our life is how people view the Church

Say we want peace and we say we want unity

We need to move as a unit first

I still believe in the Church, but it's gon' take us to put in the work, though

Either you hatin' or helping, and if you gon' help, then go put on your church clothes

I have revival

Leave me alone!

Holy Father, God in Heaven

Show Your power, let it come

For Your Kingdom and Your honor

Through Your Spirit and Your Son

Through Your Spirit and Your Son

Through Your Son