Story Behind The Song

I was tired of no realness in Gosple music. there was nothing out there that fit my praise so i had to remeind the listener of the holy ghoast in me. the word of God is Like a fire shut up in my bones, and i must tell it.

Song Description

the song is the outward boasting of a young mans/ Solider love of God And the Holy Spirit. this is the way the new saints of God Worship the X-generations War cry sounding off to the Father.

Lyrics

FIRE

Began to push
Birth this
Thing I got inside
Me let it out
It?s coming out dogg
Any way it?s got to come out
It?s getting out
Release my musick

I was made with a blade
Made for war
On the last day
Handcrafted by the father
Believe me
God?s military
I?m surrounded by the buckest angels daily
Don?t ever try to play me
We Aint playing get to praying real quick
Then I?m going in to praise
Don?t be amazed when the change comes
Had to learn to fight
I was too big to run
The word say he will never
Neither leaves me nor forsakes me
And I believe this is how he made me
Cause I have lived through some things in my lifetime
And yet my light still shines
Like a nine pointed at you
Judah Praise
Returned for the last days
Aint nothing new under the sun
Get the enemy on the run
Solider
It?s almost over


Now that the fire
Has been rekindled
I burn within
It?s shut up in my bones
Help me Lord
I don?t want to lose it
And lose everything I won
I need some help Lord
I want to cut something
My pain
Is to maintain
Just on your name
Jesus
It?s like life purposely
Test me
My daughter took
From me
For five years
Disappeared
And lord you kept me
And kept my seed
As you promised
I should not doubt you
For I know
You cannot lie
But why dose it seem to be
I have the hardest test
Why do the devil mess with me
Why do the devil try to get the best of me
Why ask why
I better quit whining
Get to set trippen
Get my praise on
Devil be gone
Thank you father
Now that my fires be rekindled


My heart pants after you Lord
But my mind is stuck in time
And every time it rewind past
It hurts me
Take it from me
Left to my own devices
My vices might just get the best of me
I still remember
The joy of sin
I just am now in a different state
That season has past
But some days I long to be wrong
If just for a little bit
Let my blade slip
Cut some folks
Wipe
Off the blade quickly
But the law will get me
So I move that energy differtly
my
Prayer life is like Bruce lee
Practicing
Just Say action
I was trained to bang
That?s why I do the thang like I do
And if it were not for Jesus
I would have all ready cut you
Now that my fire has been rekindled