Intro
They counted me out, thought the story was over
But I had that Holy access, Spirit on my shoulder
Devil made his move thinking God was a no-show
Now I'm operating different - call it GOD MODE.
Verse 1
Spirit got me wired in, never tired when the fire come
Higher than the spire, son, desire what the Father done
Devil tried to level some pressure on my mental, but
Settled in the rebel One, never let the Devil run
Faith is my foundation, patient with the navigation
Ancient text, no hesitation, statement from the congregation
Armor got me reinforced, water mixed with Holy Force
Walking like I know the course, talking to the Highest Source
Blood of Christ, my coverage, nothing getting under it
Struggling to smother it, Devil steady wondering
Anointed, stay appointed, disappointing to the enemy
Pointing to the covenant, flowing in the remedy
Verse 2
Devil move in shadows, but I battle with the manual
Fathom every angle, while I'm standing on the panel, yo
Speaking life is lethal, see the sequel to the people grow
Reaching for the steeple, though, believing what the Teacher spoke
Blood is my protection, checking every section, no infection in my blessing
Resurrecting old connections to the heaven-sent Message that I'm spreading
Never let 'em edit what was etched into my Testament, intelligence, the elegance of evidence
New creation, 2.0, the union of the movement, bro
Ruling with the truth I know, foolish if you choose to go
Against the One who set me free, dressed me in His weaponry
Blessed to be His legacy, pressing toward my destiny
Bridge
He rose, I rose - the code was broke, the stone was rolled
He glows, I glow, His name I spoke, the game is closed
Verse 3
Devil tried to wrestle but he settled for a technical
Federal the level that we're pedaling, it's medical
Radical, the chapel full of capital,
I'm after the Actual, factual, brackets full of miracles
G-O-D, the mode I'm in, the code I hold within
Soul is sowed to Him, bold enough to go again
Scrolls I'm told to pen, roll with soldiers, friends
Strolling in the golden wind, glowing till the story ends
Spirit got the method, Devil getting desperate
Desperate
Every loss was training.
Every fall was elevation.
Now I'm not surviving...
I'm thriving in GOD MODE.