I got a ghost writer, Holy Spirit on the pad
When I need advice, I'm going to my dad
I hear a beat, and the words come out fast
Run up on the Youngin' and it finna get bad
I got a ghost writer Holy Spirit on the pad
I got a ghost writer Holy Spirit on the pad
You won't ever catch me stealing lyrics
I write my own stuff, when I'm stuck I ask the Spirit
This rap thing, my niche, The Youngin' got a feeling
Johnny been unique cause I'm one of Gods children
The credit it goes up to the Holy Ghost
JohnnyD on fire and we burnt like toast
The Spirit, He gon' help us go coast to coast
Showing my true colors like it's Joseph's coat
We grinding out gutter, made it out the moat
He walking on the water didn't need a boat
Once He caught us sinning, The Son came down and He hung up on the cross, He picked up the load
God been my guide down this narrow road
JohnnyD a Christian I'ma let em' know
He cleaned my sins away, yeah, they're white as snow
That doesn't mean I'm perfect I just reap what I sow
Sent his Son down and He gave me grace
That's the reason that a rap and why I'm in this race
If you hating on my God, say it to my face
Well you might meet your demise if you stay that way
Sent his Son down and He gave me a lift
That's the reason that I rap I want you to take the gift
If you choose to love my God we can make satan ticked
And you find a place in Heaven for eternal till the end
I got a ghost writer, Holy Spirit on the pad
When I need advice, I'm going to my dad
I hear a beat, and the words come out fast
Run up on the Youngin' and it finna get bad
I got a ghost writer, Holy Spirit on the pad
I got a ghost writer, Holy Spirit on the pad