Wilbur Guerrier - Antichrist! Lyrics

He wants smoke with Christ
He wants smoke with Christ
He wants smoke with Christ
If we picking sides, I'm done with sin, I bust right in, right into this christian life
Thoughts caving in, can't rave with him, yeah, I need my peace of mind
Best go watch your back, cause he's a cat, yeah, that boy got many lives
Pose as your friend, please comprehend, boy here comes the Antichrist
Here comes the Antichrist
Make you feel full, just like a fool, till you're all dead inside
Back in Highschool, when sin was cool, felt like the better times
Got to regroup, got some bad news, we need to analyze
Here comes the Antichrist!
He think he's righteous, big strong just like a giant
Three paths, tri-forked like a trident
All truth, but I swear that he lying
Babe Ruth, if he's batting, i'm sliding
No roof, but God's changing my climate
No rain, thought the man was Poseidon
If he wants smoke, then I dare him to try it
Weigh in with your heart, you best go check the charts,
Life is fluid, scaled like Anubis, boy there ain't no Noah's ark
He thrives up in the dark, big weapons like Tony Stark
The word is fluent, get you through it, you know your god's work of art
The devils here to kill, and i'm dodging straight sex appeal
A holy fighter, i'm inspired, stepping out like holy field
The highest level in my guild, like nah boy I would never yield
The best writer, my burdens lighter, now you know i'm down to drill
Up on the Antichrist
Make you feel full, just like a fool, till you're all dead inside
Back in High school, when sin was cool, felt like the better times
Got to regroup, got some bad news, we need to analyze
Christ gon get em gone, put the word all in a song,
Tryna maintain, yes he tamed me, then I caught the Holy Ghost
Hopes he save me, he won't make me, yeah I really know that he won't
Push to shove, we need his love, this life is our only boat
Just know your homie won't, and that my homie will
Sin and im leaving, im gasping and heaving, you chasing em cheap thrills
I don't need a reason, this traction has meaning, devil lives in the details
If you don't go n read it, the fine print's no secret, like the book of Ezekiel
Like I know that you mean well, but will you be well
But with your intentions, you lack the progression, as one of his people
You need some direction, to make it to heaven, how do you think that he fell
This'll just take a second
No you don't need a reverend,
Against the Antichrist
Oh yes the Antichrist
Makes you feel full, just like a fool, till you're all dead inside
Back in High school, when sin was cool, felt like the better times
Got to regroup, got some bad news, we need to analyze
Against the Antichrist
Oh no the Antichrist
Run from the Antichrist