EPIPHANY LITURGY –S.I.R. S.P.U.D.

INTRO:
In the name of the Father, Son and the Holy…
Spiritually Inspired Righteousness Sprouting Poetically Uttered Divinity
Sir Spud… Matrix Logic

CHORUS 2x:
Divinity purity Epiphany Liturgy

VERSE 1:
Sun of man arm we with sword that be flaming/
Yah’s rays chase you down no need for aiming/
As I maiming vamp bats like Joe Carter/
Negativity chargers new niche is as an offer/

Sacrificed as I buntly swing/
BLADEs amputate sin like guillotine to French king/
Read said and bled so satan’s not ahead of/
Temple nourished and fed with the bod and bread of/

Yeshua cross ya sin do harikari/
Lord prepare we to be your bond servant like Mary/
Hail her divine seed born of the Holy Spirit/
If me mirror pere’s appearance me inherit cherished merit/

Bearing fruits that profusely boost spiritual growth/
Flesh ain’t all like Jericho’s wall physical folds/
Without God body’s hollow like tomb on third day/
Even if you hate it stay 8 love your way/

Slay sin turn around like rodeo of Calgary/
Trying to raise I like temple at Calvary/
My salary for rhyming is to be day that’s shining/
And share sacrificial lamb spiritual dining/

Mining minds talent's excavated/
Sacred fruit’s disintegrated if from root separated/
BLADE’s sharpened on cornerstone out satan’s bondage saw/
Today and everyday follow way led by Yah

CHORUS 2x:

VERSE 2:
Sir Spud branch planting right hand of family tree/
Spiralling sonic hymns of protonic energy/
Telling thee I lodge this to fertilize pod/
Heads nod catching charges like a lightning rod/

Root is God frauds polluting lost are looting/
Shadow prism cause tropism of evilution/
Solvent of solution that soar out heart’s core/
Be stored offering of what gored lamb pour/

Board lord provides the ride to get high/
In out sin devout can only choose one side/
And rely on one master you exclusively give service/
Don’t self worship flesh and step in shoes of pigs/

Treading in letting in sin king in mud/
Mind line divine rhyme vine bud from Spud/
Is small like a shrub but I’m the mustard seed/
I thrust up in deed because I trust in thee/

G-O-D- the Sir to Spud the ammo in A Magnum/
The reason why this is more than just a rap song/
Add on eye (Adonai) and see the lord deserving praise/
Solar rays second day sprays raise is Yahweh Eh/

CHORUS 2x:

VERSE 3:
I stomp no stamp Pentecostal pen prints/
Eucharistic rhyme offertory wine is ink/
Yo drink up cup lubricated like McCoy/
Elijah and I share diet 40 fast don’t destroy/

That’s on every word served from mouth of Master/
Plates of psalms slurped upward like it was pasta/
Consumed as fuel for spark of second day/
Light glowing showing eyes that Yah is the way/

2day is Yahweh’s vein glass window/
The burning bush is the spark that kindles/
Dribble spit shine poems to cleanse domes and eye sight/
When mind’s right there’s no ceiling and floor’s sky’s height/

Steps of sheep guided by staff of good shepherd//
One whose healing touch clutch we out ways that Lepered/
Letter words to cure like work of Martin de Porres/
This Canadian cord arise accord with the lord/

Soldiers of the left on left I tossing ya/
Damned feet and head washed with flows like Yeshua/
BLADE’ll be pressing ya if deadly seven’s kin/
Sir Spud’s spiritual spit splashes sparks severing sin… AMEN