God so up-tempo like an instrumental

It′s time to murder this beat, call it incidental

Premeditated murder should I call it thatThe Holy Spirit said Lace go kill that

I'm feeling that tell me girl did you get that

I text back saying girl I can′t hit that

Change my life baby girl yea He flip that

They can't recognize me saying is that

P-Lae bringing change like a pocket

Juice running through my soul like a socket

I heard the devil yelling Lace just stop it

No sir God got me, locked in

That's right, poetic assassin

God tell me go get em′ then I make it happen

Put the Scripture to his dome ain′t nobody laughing

Now they repenting for their sins, forgiveness asking

Make it clap for the Holy Ghost

Let Him fill your whole body then we make a toast

Put your blessed hands in the air then we cheer

Jesus Christ in the building, the Champs here

Yea I'm feeling my Lord, that′s right

Looking for a better King, no sight

Hallelujah was the war cry all night

Worship God in the Truth demons take flight

Wait, bring it back for my Samsons

Messing with Delilah should abandon

Laying down with ol' girl got your hair cut

Now you lost your strength, for what

STD′s a broken legacy

You say it felt good but it's temporary

Sin brought death and it stole yo key

You were bought at a price and that cost ain′t free

Beat for your lust, nailed for your lie

Man we wouldn't see the light if the Son didn't rise

He say man I got to church dawg I know I′m straight

That′s a got darn lie, hell's gate

Make it clap it for the Truth

Covered in God′s grace man I'm feeling bullet proof

One time for the name, Jesus

All power in the God, I trust

I must, say this

How gone win when you ain′t right with Him

What chu gone say when the King comes again

You traded His name just to live in yo sin

Sex on Monday, lies on Tuesday, abuse on Wednesday

Bitter on Thursday, theft on Friday, drunk on Saturday

Sunday you in the church house

But you ain't repent and yo tithe was some lent

Cause you spent all yo money on them thangs that′s for rent

Status went up but you're near judgment

Yea you gained more fame but you're backbone bent

Transform we need to Optimus Prime

Decepticons we′ve been fighting for a long time

Dark nights no batman can save us

But the power′s in Christ that God gave us

What is man that God is mindful

He wrote a love letter it's called the Bible

Turning water into wine, casting demons into swine

You will never meet a man that can do it this fine

King of all kings, Lord of all lords

He′s the one true God every knee must bow

Please help me praise His holy name

Glory to God man I'm so unashamed

Make it clap for the Holy Ghost

Make it Clap for the Most High

Make it clap for the Son of God

His name is, Jesus the Christ...

YES SIR!!

Clap it up