The fishers of men cover art

Lyrics

Yeah…
Brazilian phonk for the Kingdom
Bass shaking souls awake
We don’t chase clout—
We cast nets.



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Walking through the night where the lost ones roam
Streetlights flicker, but they still feel alone
808 preaching, feel it in your chest
God calling hearts, yeah, He knows what’s best

From the favela to the ends of the earth
Every soul priceless, know your worth
I was broken, I was deep in sin
Then the Word pulled me out, let the light walk in

No chains on me, I’m free, can’t you tell?
Grace too loud, even louder than hell
This beat don’t lie, this truth don’t bend
We don’t sell dreams—we save men.


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Hear the call in the rhythm, feel the fire inside
Holy Spirit moving when the bass collide
Hands up, hearts open, let the old life end
He said, “Follow Me… I’ll make you—”


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🎣 Fishers of men, yeah, we cast that net
Pulling souls out, no regret
From the dark to the light, we represent
Kingdom movement—fishers of men

🎣 Fishers of men, hear the streets say “Amen”
Every block saved, every soul God-sent
Bass hit heavy, but the Word cut deeper
Jesus the way, the truth, the keeper


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No weapon formed gonna stand this wave
This sound for the lost, the hurt, the slave
Not to culture, not to trends we bend
We live for Christ till the very end

Evangelism in the digital age
TikTok, streets, prisons, stage
If you breathe, then you got a mission
Every heartbeat screams Great Commission

I was blind, now I see clear
Fear left fast when faith came near
Not perfect, but forgiven, that’s real
Blood on the cross signed the deal


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If you feel that pull, that tug on your soul
That’s God calling you home, take control
Drop the nets, leave the past behind
New life waiting—redeemed, aligned.


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🎣 Fishers of men, yeah, we cast that net
Pulling souls out, no regret
From the dark to the light, we represent
Kingdom movement—fishers of men

🎣 Fishers of men, shout it again
Every tongue confess, every knee will bend
Bass hit heavy, but the Word cut deeper
Jesus forever—our only keeper


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(Ooh—)
Jesus calling names in the midnight air
(Ooh—)
If you lost right now, He’s right there
No shame, no chains, just grace, my friend
This is how the old life ends.


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🎣 Fishers of men, worldwide sound
From Brazil to the nations, hear it now
Phonk for the throne, let the lost ascend
We were saved to save—fishers of men


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Strong beats fade…
Word stays eternal.
Cast the net.