We The People
wrestling with sin, is like bathing in a pigs pin.
eating slop from the devil, and masterbating to his demons.
moaning and feining, to drink demons semen, trapped in a world,
that is obviously reaping, the wrath of a GOD, who is sick with disgust,
of humans that eat their own vomit as dogs, stab friends in the back, with a knife that they borrowed, faker than purses on hood chicks arms, or rusty like the game of an old pimp star.
exposing the enemy, is like an all star victory, now i got his strategy, aint no way he could ever get to me. he thought he had me but i played the devil constantly, back to the wife of my life, he was jus a one night stand to me.
Satans world is temporary, the holy spirit reigns for eternity.
big breast on the chests, thick fine, shortys lookin cute, wonder what that tongue feelin like when it get on you. Serpent catch you slippin when u biting on that apple, such a quick death, when u ... |
Photoshop Christians
Is that the original that I see, or a cropped HD picture, that is to the eyes, is hard to see.
Why do we judge all others, never looking at ourselves, were in chains to ourselves, cuz, were en-slaved to ourselves.
such a hypocritical spirit, with a hypocritical lyric, you sing the same song, but apparently you've missed it. and obviously your religious, and that wasn't a compliment, religion is rules, and relation is obvious. Get close with the Christ, and your life will be obvious.
A change in your walk, a change in your talk, the way that you speak to the way that you flaunt. So far from perfect, but you kno that your worth it, of having a savior to repent when you miss it. But repentence does not mean, apologize and go back, you ask for forgiveness, and never turn back.
But we Christians, we seem, to play god for play, we ask for his grace, and forget all we say. blurry view of the truth, we try to make right, fix the bible for us, and... |
"Lingering Lucifer"
Here is a poem that I wrote last night, feel it......
"Lingering Lucifer"
Im conversating with the devil, entertaining his ideas,
sounds good to my flesh, but my soul wants to rise.
Thoughts of pleasure, lust, and sin, has arose in my brain. ...
Now he's playing with my mind, killed the player, stole my game....
Father of lies, angel of light, not good for my mind, no time to fight....
I told him, never would I play chess again, but the strategy of satan, has me wanting to sin. No plan or intentions, he just slips right in, execution of flesh, and im dying to win. And hes not as he seems, you wont see it comin.......
it looks all good, but his motive are to kill you, destroy you and rip you.
eat up yo... |
"Hypocrites"
 Being real is what you think, but not what you do.......
they say real recognize real, but whe i speak the truth, you lookin confused,
bent out of shape, and not playing the rules.
Crazy am i, for playing the fool. You say im falsifying, criticizing, judging and the other.
I see you in the spirit, and your soul is gonna smother.
Is sayin what i see, just calling what it is, or
 your just mad cause your fake, and you get it how you give?
God has set his laws, but you say it dont apply, like what works for you, and all else you let fly.
And we screaming YOLO, party getting drunk, then 5 mins later, jesus is your bruh!
not at all being critical, but people are so difficult.
They claim to be one, but do the other, so who's being hypocriticaljQuery162009754120162688196_1383595085412?
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"The worst Affair"
 Ever had a broken heart? its like a crush to your soul........
in the realm of the lost, in the dark and the cold.
Im a victim of loving to tight to let go, guilty of loving his mind and his soul!
gave him my all, in return he gave hurt....gave me pain through the rain, put my mind in the dirt.
God says, trust in no man, for man will fail, not only in man, i trusted myself......
and i let myself down, even he did too. The word is the truth, but i refused to let it through.
caught up on his words, his touch and his feel, through that, it was lust, and the thrust, and a chill.
and the blunt kept it real, i was blowing the kill, but when it wore off.......
i was full of tears, cuz, love didnt live here, i thought it was love, just lust and pure sin,
asking the father, to forgive me again......i said i'd never come back, and im back here again.......
sex in his hell, we smother in sin. He had me believe, he'd give me the world, leave my family and friends, and enter his world. Like,... |
"Who's Real"
 Lets be REAL people, or can we?
because we all say were REAL, but prove everyday that were fake,
like when its time to be a friend, we turn and walk away,Â
when the funds get low, and the bills get high, the REAL get low, and the fake gets high......
how we call when we need, when were good we dont call,
 to busy for friends, until we fall.....
how we talk about others, our sisters and brothers, when gossip gets low, we run to another....
It seems like the more people claim they are REAL, it verifys their fake,Â
like putting salt with skittles, or fruit with steak.
they live on a one way path, its all about me, wont like what you get, cause its not what you see.
they live behind a mask, cant be REAL with themselves, married to themselves, thats why they live behind a veil.
Thats why im true to myself, and the one up above, only GOD knows my REAL and my level of love.
That i walk what i talk, and i mean what i say, and i am of my word, which speaks from day to day.
im no... |
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