Texty: POD. Payable On Death Live. Preach.

Let it be know that you heard it from here
Look in my eyes and remember wo told you this
When I'm on this microphone you know I make myself clear
With the power, with the love with the boldness
Talk all you want, I don't fear any man
Payable on Death gonna hit ya hit-man
You never had the stuff and your butt ain't crazy enough
'cause ya frontin' ain't nothin but words to me
To handle, we come step to me
So what you want you ain't down with us
You get so scared, so mad when I say the word Jesus
My King is He in the power of Three
I ain't down, you preach too much
But if you ask me boy, I don't think I preach enough
But since we come off hard, you say we shove it down your throats
I tell you God is real, so don't miss the boat

You wanna talk that talk, walk that walk
Deny His name are you willing to admit it
Man is nothing, but you think that you're bad
I'm the only person you see, but it ain't me that you mock
Fool if it wasn't for my God, I would have already had you
And if so, are you willing to die for it
'cause I am, He is my life and I don't fear death
'cause he already paid the Price
'cause all I can do is just take them to the crossYo punk I'm not having that, turn away it's your own loss
All your talk and are your threats ain't jack blaspheme my God