Copyright©️2025 by Omar Rivera Colon Yo— Give me that microphone, Spirit in my tone, Every bar’s a stone, rollin’ back that throne, Sin’s been dethroned, cross cut to the bone, I’m alive in Christ, never fight alone. Runnin’ with a rhythm like a bullet in the chamber, Devil wanna talk but he trembles in danger, Every single lie get sliced by the Savior, Blood on the mic—His mercy’s the wager. Chain breaker, flame-spitter, name-giver, Christ is the King, not a fame-driven figure, Enemy quick, but my God way quicker, Holy Ghost fire make a dead soul flicker. Microphone in my hand I’ma shout JESUS! “JESUS!” / “YEAH!” Enemies flee when the flames release us, “AMEN!” Speed in my speech like a furnace fever, Bars cut deep, never bow deceivers. “C’MON!” Microphone in my hand I’ma preach GLORY! “GLORY!” / “LET’S GO!” Cross so bold it rewrote my story, “AMEN!” Rapid-fire truth let the Gospel ignite, Christ on the mic—every soul take flight. “WOO!” I’m a vessel with a message, never settle with the lesser, Every letter that I’m writin’ like a Heaven-born compressor, Crushin’ sin under pressure, I’m a Christ-made confessor, Clean slate when He bled, now my soul’s His possessor. Locked in chains, He unlocked that door, Grace so raw shook the earth’s old floor, Blood so loud that the silence tore, Now I rap fast ‘cause His love’s hardcore. Machine-gun tongue with the gospel in rounds, Every syllable a spark when the Spirit resounds, Never slow down ‘cause His mercy abounds, Cross in my chest and my hope compounds. Microphone in my hand I’ma shout JESUS! “JESUS!” / “YEAH!” Enemies flee when the flames release us, “AMEN!” Speed in my speech like a furnace fever, Bars cut deep, never bow deceivers. C’MON!” Microphone in my hand I’ma preach GLORY! “GLORY!” / “LET’S GO!” Cross so bold it rewrote my story, “AMEN!” Rapid-fire truth let the Gospel ignite, Christ on the mic—every soul take flight. “WOO!” Infinite intervals, syllables pinnacle, spiritual literal, Biblical miracles, lyrical visuals, rhythm so critical, Hypersonical, Christ astronomical, breaking the chronicle, Metronomical, demon’s methodical lies—diabolical—fall, it’s comical. Undeniable, fire inside of me, Holy Ghost energy, Enemy tremble, remember the centerpiece, centerpiece Jesus the remedy, Heavenly weaponry steadily blessing me, melody weaponized, never the end of me, Synergy, Trinity, infinitely—spit artillery till eternity. Microphone in my hand I’ma shout JESUS! “JESUS!” / “YEAH!” Enemies flee when the flames release us, “AMEN!”
