Bonnie and Clyde were outlaws. They were straight up gangsters and did not care. They were glorified by the media. I don’t admire them for their criminal acts, but I can’t lie, I loved the fact they were not punks! They did what they did with their whole hearts. So many live half-heartedly and never accomplish anything. They rode together and they died together in their crimes. It was hard for many to even catch them. They showed the world in failure the power of what two could do if they worked together. They had the world wondering what they were going to do next.

They were a couple that was an example of failure. The father wants to change this narrative in so many marriages. He said, if two gather in his name he would be in the mist. There is power in unity. Imagine what Bonnie and Clyde could have done if they had done it with Christ. They were a force to be reckoned with.

God has so much for us, but He wants us to do it his way together and get everything He has for us. There are generational blessings that the Father has waiting for us. He wants to make some of us examples of success of what He can do in the midst of incredible odds and difficult situations. Will you rise up and dare to get everything Christ has promised you? There is room at the cross for every Bonnie and Clyde. Become criminals to HELL and get ready to rob Satan back of everything he stole from you and your generations! For all those like me that have been believing for generational restoration, God is about to release divine restoration and increase. We gone ride until the wheels fall off!

Come on and take a ride,

I’ll be your Bonnie and you’ll be my Clyde,

We gone blow up,

Bang, bang, lite em up, we got something for y’all to post about, while drinking your morning cup, 

We gone always give ‘em something talk about,

If it ain’t our getting up, it’s going be our getting out.

We gone always keep em wondering which direction we gone take,

But don’t they know, we gone always keep it 1000, and never be fake,

Bang bang light ‘em up, here we come,

Don’t they know, they ain’t gone never be able to catch us on the run,

Unpredictable, unforgettable, unconventional, 

Unexplainable, unequivocal multidimensional,

Are only a few ways,

On some days,

They will chant to sing our praise.

Long live Bonnie and Clyde, 

Cause we both came to ride and to die, 

And when they see me, they gone see you,

We gone always leave ‘em wondering what we gone do.

We gone always keep it lit,

We gone ride to the wheels fall off and never quit.