Gotti
I
serve notice
Every
opposition is bogus
You
can’t stress me
You
can’t possess me
Like
Balaam, you can’t help but bless me
In Yah
I live, I move, I breathe and have my being
I’m a
spiritual eye, so I can’t help but seein’
Let me
say
Like
Dr. K
It’s
so freein’
Knowin’
‘dat I’m whole in all my bein’
Spirit,
soul and body
Gotti
I’m
‘da most alive
Amidst
my scribal nation and tribe
I came
forth from Jesus’ side
So, I
can’t help but abide
When
they stretched His arms out wide
Hopelessness
died
And a
way was made for the whole - world wide
To
come forth from His bleeding side
And
become His bride
With
the resurrection of the new Adam
The
sting of death was gone
Along
with everything else ‘dat was wrong
So, go
‘way with your sympathy song
Fact,
I think I hear a bong
And a
mic drop
What?
Ya,
dat’s what’s up!
I’m
‘da most alive
Amidst
my scribal nation and tribe
I
honor His Master Scribe
Of
which none can deny
Yah’s
appointing
And her
incarnation of the Scribal Anointing
We’re
scribal advancin’
Our
pens are dancin’
Shiftin’
the atmosphere
The
Kingdom of Heaven ain’t just near
He’s within
and everywhere
We are
da keys
And
our Abba is pleased
Cause
we’ve been released
Into
the nations
Across
‘da generations
Into
every sphere
Behold
Heaven’s atmosphere
Time
is tickin’
But I
hear another clickin’
The
opening of locked assignments
Cause
we’ve surrendered to Yah’s refinements
Welcome
to an apostolic revolution
Where
you and I have become the solution
Abba’s
heartbeat in the Earth
Treasures
with incomprehensible worth
We
serve notice
Every
opposition is bogus
You
can’t stress us
You
can’t possess us
Like
Balaam, you can’t help but bless us
In Yah
we live, we move, we breathe and have our being
We’re
one spiritual eye, so we can’t help but seein’
Let us
say
Like
Dr. K
It’s
so freein’
Knowin’
‘dat we’re whole in all our bein’
Spirit,
soul and body
Gotti
We’re
‘da most alive
Amidst
our scribal nation and tribe.
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Christine Lombard, All rights reserved, Use only with permission
