I don wedge the void with PRAYER; that's a right way to FILL IT
Mountains moving already; that's right, I can FEEL IT
No more dulling in my Spirit; enjoying how I FEEL LIT
I'm that tree by the river; no chainsaw can FELL IT
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Vibes from the Spirit; my mouth just dey SPILL IT
Like my soul is on fire and I no go quench the SPIRIT
Satan's spell on my life no work; only my tongues can SPELL IT
I don cast spell wey pass im spell; even dictionary no FIT
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E don reach my spicy TIME; forget CURRY - I can SMELL IT
The blessings queue like CHAIN; nothing can ever BREAK IT
God spray me plenty DOUGH; like FLOUR, you can't COUNT IT
Na the WORD be my HAMMAR; life can't stop me when I NAIL IT
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