Sin Nature

I go by Nature, Sin Nature; I specialize in working your flesh
I cause you to have a wrestle in your members; it’s what I do best
I got a history; yeah I have a rap sheet... I go way back
Let's see, you can check me out in Genesis 3 as a matter of fact
See how I shine, made man spiritually blind
Yeah, I take credit for the division between you and the Divine
Come on; don't act like you don't like what I can do for you
I can change any situation and you wouldn't have a clue
Lust of the eyes, lust of the flesh and the pride of Life
Envy, Jealousy, Deceit, Murder, Wickedness, and Strife
You were born attached to me, call us conjoined twins
I work for the Prince of darkness, gotta make sure he wins
Gotta make sure you blend, keep staying caught up with the things of this life
Tell me what you want I got it, but only if the price is right
You can't go to the light, stay in the dark with me
My products I can back up with an eternal guarantee
Don't believe me, check Revelation 3:16 or Matthew 7:23, there's no mistake
The party will be hot; the after party will feature a blazing lake
This God that you say you serve wants you to kill me and your flesh daily
But when you don't walk after the spirit, your flesh has a sign that says, "Feed me"
And who am I to deny that request; it simply takes knowing your pleasure
Read the scripture, wherever your heart is, there lies your treasure
Ha! Yeah, I know the scriptures, probably better than you do
If this is hard to swallow, I gotta ask, "How long did you chew?"
Something about eating the whole scroll? Isn't that in the book?
I'll hold while you blow the dust off and take a look
Wait, why am I helping you? I'm defeating the whole purpose
You're so focused on fixing the outer; your level is completely surface
No, I start from the inside out; I see your heart through your mouth
What you say I feed on; I'm like a weed starting to sprout
All the time I hear people praying, but with the same lips it's venom they're spraying
Sinners sashaying, man, it’s me they're obeying
You say you love God? Do you mind if I check your fruit?
Everything that grows has to spring from the root
So I’m wondering how corruption brings forth good produce
You'll give an account for what we did together, so excuses have no use
Everyday my guest list grows from people who don't have faith in your God
What's funny is there are some "church folk" on here; isn't that odd?
I laugh at what you call church because to me I don’t see the separation
Instead what I see is a dedication to become like the world, but that’s desperation
So, I hope you’re taking a self-evaluation and making your way to the altar of your heart
Let me tell you, there is no end to an eternity in Hell once it starts

(Tell the Devil) I Changed My Mind

Copyright: 2009 Sirius Peace of crySTYLE

Looking at my family history, in my bloodline holds authority
Though lately Lord, it’s seemed like less of You and more of me
I know that’s not how it’s supposed to be; resist the devil and he has to flee
But first I had to die to me; get back to the point where “you and I” becomes “we”
I could see the affects; dealing with spiritual dementia
Obviously I wasn’t in my word; the flesh had its own agenda
Because this body has no penalty; the strikes to get out this game go beyond three
Ready to act up, ready do what it wants with no reverence for the King
Listen closely though, my spirit is gearing up for battle in the spirit
There is a kingdom sound, look at the rumbling of the ground; do you hear it?
Now I’m going through these side effects; looking for God, barely seeing a silhouette
At this point I guess I’m chasing a shadow
Where are my tools to break up this ground? It sure is fallow
Where I am is not where I used to be; yet, I’m on the narrow road to destiny
Having conversations with my thoughts; that bad boy got me caught
From past lessons I should’ve been taught, but I didn’t see that I had been bought
Bought with a price that cash could never address;
I now see I can’t leave home without him like American Express
And now I’m undressed, He put me on the press
If Jesus learned obedience through suffering, why should mine be any less?
Man I confess, there were a few times I let my foot slip
Should’ve tied my spiritual laces so I wouldn’t trip
I was fighting against purpose and calling it self-defense
Thought I could handle the inheritance before time to leave my Father’s fence
Call me the Prodigal Daughter; hindsight always has the perfect lenses
When I realized my Father’s house was better, I came back to my senses
For the record, His records say I am destined to reach nations
In eternity past I was mentioned in God’s conversation
Nothing surprises Him; not even the mistakes that I make
The blood of Jesus is my eternal warranty when I began to break
So I just thought I’d make the atmosphere aware of my declaration
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and after careful consideration
The enemy may have made a contract for me to sign on the dotted line
But I tear it up in the spirit; tell the devil I CHANGED MY MIND!