FORGED — Commander | Manna Awareness of the Kingdom

Counter-Track: Authority and Truth [Intro] Yeah... Talking all that noise from the cheap seats. You thought you had a target, Now look who's running out of breath. Watch how a real Commander clears the room. [Verse 1] Coming for the head like a serpent in the grass Think you got a target, but your time is gonna pass Mocking real truths just to chase a little clout Saying how I sound while you're crying out loud! Leaning on God's armor, standing tall and deep While you're playing childish games and writing checks you can't keep Scripture says the proud are gonna stumble and decay And we're coming for the demon's head and clearing out the way! [Verse 2] Looking like a demon that's afraid to face the light Scared of your reflection when you stumble into sight I don't move for the ugly, I don't shift for the fake We bring back demon heads for every single move you make! Carrying the authority that shakes you to your core While the First Straight Back discipline is evening up the score You can hiss all you want, but the Kingdom holds the reign And we're cutting off the evil, washing blood right down the drain! [Chorus] That ain't bars, that's just background noise Playing in the sandbox with the little girls and boys You picked the wrong one to test, yeah, you stepped out of line Now your whole little wave is getting buried under mine Yeah, buried in the dust, yeah, left in the rear We don't play with cheap static when the Kingdom is here! Counter-Track: Authority and Truth [Intro] Yeah... Talking all that noise from the cheap seats. You thought you had a target, Now look who's running out of breath. Watch how a real Commander clears the room. [Verse 1] Coming for the head like a serpent in the grass Think you got a target, but your time is gonna pass Mocking real truths just to chase a little clout Saying how I sound while you're crying out loud! Leaning on God's armor, standing tall and deep While you're playing childish games and writing checks you can't keep Scripture says the proud are gonna stumble and decay And we're coming for the demon's head and clearing out the way! [Verse 2] Looking like a demon that's afraid to face the light Scared of your reflection when you stumble into sight I don't move for the ugly, I don't shift for the fake We bring back demon heads for every single move you make! Carrying the authority that shakes you to your core While the First Straight Back discipline is evening up the score You can hiss all you want, but the Kingdom holds the reign And we're cutting off the evil, washing blood right down the drain! [Chorus] That ain't bars, that's just background noise Playing in the sandbox with the little girls and boys You picked the wrong one to test, yeah, you stepped out of line Now your whole little wave is getting buried under mine Yeah, buried in the dust, yeah, left in the rear We don't play with cheap static when the Kingdom is here!