Rap Smackdown | Justin Peters vs. False Teachers

Subscribe on YouTube @ReformedandDangerous ----------------------------------- Follow on Social Media ➡️X: https://x.com/ReformedRap ➡️Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ReformedRap/ ----------------------------------- 🎧Streaming Options🎧 Spotify → https://open.spotify.com/artist/16nzYmnDybx74bijgsoMdC Apple music → https://music.apple.com/us/artist/reformed-and-dangerous/1842713775 Amazon Music → https://music.amazon.com/artists/B0FSWZ9JVJ/reformed-and-dangerous ----------------------------------- Lyrics Let’s talk about what no one wants to say. Crowds fill the seats, lights flare, fog rolls in — it looks holy. But open the Word… and it’s not. No one talks about sin anymore. Repentance disappeared when relevance became the goal. And truth? Truth isn’t trending because it hurts our pride. Jesus didn’t build stages or sell tickets. He flipped tables. They say, “Name it, claim it, faith’ll pay it,”But my Bible don’t display it. They twist His words, inflate it, show off their Bentleys, telling you to pay it. “Send that seed, you’ll get that jet,”But Paul said “to die is gain,” not “Cash that check.” I’ve seen widows breakin’ for a “word,”While wolves get fat off the faith they’ve stirred. Grace ain’t for sale, that’s fraud, not favor,You can’t bribe the Savior—He is the payment. No “anointed banker” saves your labor,Just repent — that’s Kingdom behavior “Fire fall now!”—bro, chill that tone,You can’t command what’s God’s alone. Acts 2 happened — yes, it’s true,But the Spirit’s will ain’t yours to cue. They chase manifestations for their reels,But forget revelation’s seal. If it ain’t in the Word, it ain’t that real,No smoke show can replace God’s zeal. They talk of portals, angels flyin’,But can’t explain the sin they’re denyin’. Holiness ain’t “vibes and feels,”It’s blood and cross, not hype and frills. Lord, refine Your Church in fire,Burn the dross, reveal desire. Tear the stage down, light the truth,Expose the lies, make hearts brand new. Cleanse Your Bride, restore her song,Where You are holy, make her strong. Let the wolves be caught, let the flock be fed,By the Word You spoke, the blood You shed. He waves that coat, crowd drops like rain,But when the lights fade, the sick remain. They’ll blame your faith for their deceit,While Christ washed feet — now that’s concrete. See, I’ve prayed for healing, and I still wait,But I’ve found peace this world can’t fake. God’s not cruel — He’s sovereign wise,He shows His power where weakness lies. So while they shout “Be healed!” for fame,I’ll boast in Christ — not play that game. I’d rather limp to heaven’s gate,Than run this race with liars’ bait. So get in the Word — it’s sharper than blades,Cuts through the lies that culture parades.Truth don’t vanish when trends fade away,It stands eternal, it will not sway. Prophets false, apostles fake,Preaching a gospel that God didn’t make.Silver tongues, but the hearts are cold,Twisting the story that Scripture told. You want revival? Start on your knees,Confess your pride, surrender your pleas. We’re called to guard what’s already been said,Our Lord ain’t flash — He’s the wine and bread. Lord, refine Your Church in fire,Burn the dross, reveal desire. Tear the stage down, light the truth,Expose the lies, make hearts brand new. Cleanse Your Bride, restore her song,Where You are holy, make her strong.Let the wolves be caught, let the flock be fed,By the Word You spoke, the blood You shed.