Wise words of Truth...Eshon Burgundy Profitcy

Back like a never left Replying back like I still got Something on my chest Score points like I know the ref Feeling blessed when I’m pressed And I pass another test Cause y’all know the flesh In a vest with the letter "S" 'Cause I’m sealed Let the Spirit be revealed When I’m under stress Play my cards right 'Bout to cut another deck With my enemies I feel the Energy before the flex I'm in my priestly state Like Melchizedek Whenever I give praise That’s when they get upset As many times I been played Ain't ever get ’em back Y’all say I should get revenge Was never into that (nah) I know I resemble criminal conduct But I ain’t bring no 40 for the drama And I ain’t interested in the lineups, nah No headshots, I'd rather kill ’em with kindness Born-again disciple and I’m conscious Its gon' catch a lot of y’all Off guard when the plot twist You putting it on God don’t make it facts In fact, Matthew 5:37 say the opposite Living in this world where so many talk The devil gon' provide us all With many thoughts Messiah drew a line The devil couldn’t cross That’s why I write His living Word Across my heart If that don’t resonate Then you already lost But if that’s a pressing weight Then you can get it off Repent and believe under water Watch Him pull you up Only thing gon' fall is the Spirit Like at Pentecost And don’t become bamboozled By the world we live in Everybody with some money Could still be in prison Being poor is a blessing If you seeking wisdom Much is required from whom To much is given and Who said He gave ’em Five hundred thousand dollars What if He gave ’em Five hundred thousand problems And all of these problems They cannot solve without Him He like, child, you need my faith if you gon' Move this mountain Seek Him first and then identify ya pivot Through every obstacle in life Go and find a scripture Be humble, hard working Be grateful, committed Learn them 'Cause they become a weapon When you finally get it And if you never (get it) Maintain the promise of the Kingdom Cause a hundred million dollars Ain’t gon' buy you freedom Everybody show you love Until you finally see them 'Cause they gon' bite ya hand When you refuse to feed ’em The love of money Turn a friend into a foe Turn a person to a lik Make warm blood turn to cold Bring the work to the strip Or the twerk to the pole The desire to be rich Begins the selling of the soul Never palmed it Gotta put my hand upon it for I go To be honest I feel it would Finally put me in control My life been so hard I cannot take the darkness anymore I’ll die if I cannot live the lifestyle I see when I scroll The industry Monopolized our art Taught us PROFIT over propheCY To comprise our hearts And we fell for it Landed in jail for it Some go to hell for it Father post bail for us If you in a cell for it Why won’t you pray with us Heard a voice echo No, no one is saving us The hope is gone I embrace each of my children With open arms Even in their youth their spirits are strong Sometimes we talk for hours about the living God They don’t ever wanna stop and turn the TV on It’s beautiful, I see that my prayers are working As usual rebuking the way of the serpent A funeral takes place every morning I wake The crucible will never determine my fate Still water running deep I’m drinking from the lake The Lord invite me out to eat I eat and take a plate Meditate on ya Holy Word to grow my faith Like section 8 I found my place Under mercy And grace