Written By Thomas Perez. December 2, 2010 at 5:56pm.
Dipsi life, prophet boy. He moves in a space with a thin kinda faith.
Tonight’s the rapture.
Prophecy, a business today. When you read John’s book, the book of all books, the higher high.
No place for beginnings, but a sense of depart….
Said by man, we are the judge….
No place to be ending, but somewhere to start….
No need to ask….
He’s a Smooth Depsi Brother….
Smooth Depsi Brother….
Smooth Depsi Brother….
Smooth….Depsi Brother….
Book to book, Ryrie to Hal Lindsey, Darby to nowwww….
Across the north and south, to gather, books for sale….
Faith to faith, each passing case, The Scofield quotes, and Jesuits jump!
Can’t beat their game….
No license to predict, no assurance to hold….
Mount on your reigns, chained to behold!
His views are predictions, his thoughts are….Rome’s
No need to ask….
He’s a Smooth Depsi Brother….
Smooth Depsi Brother….
Smooth Depsi Brother….
Smooth….Depsi Brother….
Book to book, Ryrie to Hal Lindsey, Darby to nowwww….
Across the north and south, to gather, books for sale….
Smooth Depsi Brother….
Smooth….Depsi Brother….
Smooth Depsi Brother….
Smooth….Depsi Brother….
Smooth Depsi Brother….
Fade out….
