I'm like some piranha in some bloody water 

I'm coming nicely with the blah-blah 

giving praise to the eternal Jah-Jah 

eternal Father flowing in this living water 

your rhymes ca-ca talking all ya rah-rah 

mic's is sparking I'm tight like arteries that was hardened 

I beg your pardon the 52 is strictly parting 

emcees like I'm Moses 

no matter what your coast is 

no matter what your flow is 

no matter who's the dopest 

without Christ you're hopeless 

I shake dust from opposers 

get your open like roses 

burning microphone holders 

assembling all the soldiers 

open your current orders 

I'm attacking tape recorders while I'm holding down this fortress 



Chorus 

1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 

1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 

1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 

1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 



tell all the people salvation is free 

read about it in the Bible tell you about a friend for free 

he's the way the truth the life and also the key 

enter into the paradise and all his glory (Man!) 

the Savior will come once again 

the Christ, the Son of Man, I say He's upon this style 

if you want to k now me, say me be coming on top of the clouds (Boom) 

Christ the one who said to be born again 

everyman the Savior say come set your soul free for real 

all man he save them but most are passing Him 

if you want to know me, see me, come back again now say..... 



1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 

1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 

1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 

1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 



it's hard to be a star when your skills ain't up to par 

it's hard to push a Lex when you don't even own a car 

it's hard to win the batten when you can't win this war 

it's hard to be a man when you don't know who you are 

I stay on point just like some harpoons 

develop thoughts in verbal dark rooms taking on these cartoons 

ya minds spinning like some typhoons 

these martial artists flip scripts to leave ya open like some gaping wounds 

call me 52 this predator 

my microphone's like Excalibur attacking y'all with metaphors 

so my competitors can now check ya exit doors 

choice is yours Jesus reigns like when it pours 

the Lord God Most High superior 

these haters lay up in this cut like bacteria 

I'm never fearing ya I see through exteriors 

I keep on scoping out these moves from ulterior 

stay devoted still checking all ya motives 

thoughts unloaded though so many times I'm misquoted 

so now it's noted these origins of residence 

so my adversaries can now make they exodus 

'cause it's my nemesis escorted off the premises 

there ain't no guessing this when I proceed to finish this 

52 the chemicist head seeking lyricist 

standing with my locust fist now I got ya choking this 

but your broker diss got lost with ya hopelessness 

but from genesis I'll still stand opposing this 

smack it up, if they last name is skills ya first name should be lack of 

it's time to act up or call in your back up 

these fools make me crack up 

fronting is what you have a knack of 

you talk your junk but then you come around to give me mad love 

whatever, I gots no time for you 

so go ahead and spend time with your crab crew 

yo I'll see you on album number two