Empty Grave (feat. True Sid, Iamfew, Andrew Durell & Drew Anderson)

One stop made this

My king rose from the grave, it's time to elevate

We gotta love one another, gotta kill the hate

Non-believers say I'm moving crooked, but I'm straight

I open up the Bible, China buffet in my face

I don't play when it comes to Jesus Christ

If I see a demon lurking, he knows it's on sight

Jezebel keeps on talking 'bout them burkins, right?

Come to Born Again I promise it'll get you right

Jesus!

On His back carried heavy weight

Open up and check His resume

All our debt He already paid

They said that He's dead 'til He elevates

Empty grave

Empty grave

Now we heavy, heavy praise

Empty grave (aye, for His glory, bro)

Empty grave (yeah)

Now we heavy, heavy praise

I'm in the race, can't hesitate

So I heavy praise like heavy weight

Off the top like MysteRey

Luke 619, our saving grace

Y'all worried about just saving face

I'm all about my savior's praise

No doubt about it, my savior's great

My savior's name is the safest place

I ain't never been scared cuz I know He's riding with me

In and out of trouble, He's already won the victory

So miss me with that misery

I'm out here doing ministry

Only for His glory, just giving back what He's given me

Straight up out the oven, not lukewarm

New form, so I'm bringing on new storms

My God, my savior, my OG

Now it's rest in peace to the old me

No more porn, getting drunk, raising hell, getting high

No more selling and cheating and lies

Pick up the cross, myself I deny

Killing my flesh, my bones are not dry

Used to take back to back shots of Tequilly

Spiritual warfare, got Draco's and Millie's

Open my eyes I don't listen to Billie

Gut myself like a Philly

And let the Lord fill me

On His back carried heavy weight

Open up and check His resume

All our debt He already paid

They said that He's dead 'til He elevates

Empty grave

Empty grave

Now we heavy, heavy praise

Empty grave

Empty grave

Now we heavy, heavy praise

Ever since the wine flowed and the bread broke

God been holding on since I let go

Invested the message of hope when I was dead broke

That's why I stay talking 'bout the blood like a red coat

Yeah, I been out recruiting

His word confounds the foolish

Praying that you slow it down like we out of Houston

Since He found you ruined

Doubt He's moving

Mountain moving

Whatever it is, boy

He's 'bout to do it, yeah

What up Allen

The devil funny bro, no Jimmy Fallon

I'm catching these snakes, that's eagle talons

Yo, I trust in the Lord, they just trust in talents

Wait a minute, I thought they were all formed from the dirt

Molding and sculpting, I'm sure that it hurt

I'm writing this verse and I'm putting Him first

While they chasing their bag and they rocking their shirts

Yo, I'm giant killing and the mic my sling

And the flat stones are the bars that I bring

Half of the rappers that rap for the king

Are really just cappers that rap to be seen

And after the master come back to the pasture, I pray that their hearts and their hands will be clean

I'm testing the spirits and checking the fruit, 'cause not everyone repping is down for the team (Drew)

On His back carried heavy weight

Open up and check His resume

All our debt He already paid

They said that He's dead 'til He elevates

Empty grave

Empty grave

Now we heavy, heavy praise

Empty grave

Empty grave

Now we heavy, heavy praise