
3“You shall have no other gods before me. 4“You shall not make for yourselves an idol, nor any image of anything that is in the heavens above, or that is on the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth: 5you shall not bow yourself down to them, nor serve them, for I, the LORD your God, am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children, on the third and on the fourth generation of those who hate me,
Exodus 20:3-5 →I’m biting my tongue Till there's blood in my mouth You're making these gods And I’m pulling them down, down, down American's idol-ing can feel it inside of me Out here or the church, can't tell which is worse God give me a shovel to bury the curse The fiery furnace can't burn us no more I won't bow down Turn up the heat, the same as before I won't bow down The fiery furnace can't burn us no more I won't bow down Turn up the heat, the same as before I won't bow down Verse 3 (Caleb of Fever Waves ) Declare from king, panic from the crowd Take it, kneel it, make em bow Spitting this truth - never shut it down Creative with a purpose - that’s why the dry mouth Swinging this jawbone, skip the fade Idols gonna fall, break these chains Dont cross foes, this boss mode this crossbow don’t play His cross load, cleaned our lows, and bore all the shame No SPF - still won’t burn Lions won’t bite - haters gonna learn Look around in this world - full of hate Killing our super power call it doomsday Giants will fall, make em look small 5 smooth stones - better call Saul...