Kick down the teeth of the wicked creep undaground
Where I stay hid lurk down the alleyways, you be stalking me
Behind back talkers, cowards be mock`n me
Try to make me talk, make me confess can`t break a brotha down
When there`s no fear of Death, So you can`t stand the sight of me
Next to the conquering Lion, at His right I`ll be
 [bad word] 
Step up punks, [bad word]  you can`t touch me
Braced in your word, I say, I have no fear
Step up punks, [bad word]  you can`t touch me
Sheltered by Your blood, your sweat, your tears

I be all in your face, state my case even if you took me up,
There`s another to take my place you waste,
Prisoner to your pride you can never kill me off
I`ve got too much life on the inside, kill me, beat me, break my bones,
Already gave up my life, you`ll never have my soul
Give credit to the on who paid for your crimes
Suffer for His name and I`ll die for mines
 [bad word] 

(Selah)
Identify your real master, Recognize and obey the sacrifice
[8x]

(Selah)