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the shoutin' is so loud
I turn up the radio to drown it out
And silently I say a little prayer

[Chorus]
But for the grace of God go I
I must've been born
the shoutin' is so loud
I turn up the radio to drown it out
And silently I say a little prayer

But for the grace of God go I
I must've been born a lucky guy
live in the poverty stricken 

Beggin' for forgivenness cause they know God is listenin' 

But we forced to keep the hollow tips whistlin' 

Man
the shoutin' is so loud
I turn up the radio to drown it out
And silently I say a little prayer

But for the grace of God go I
I must've been born a lucky
the shoutin' is so loud
I turn up the radio to drown it out
And silently I say a little prayer

But for the grace of God go I
I must've been born a lucky
the shoutin' is so loud
I turn up the radio to drown it out
And silently I say a little prayer

But for the grace of God go I
I must've been born a lucky
the sun
I got the stunky funky illest funk flow 
For the glamorous scandalous world of radio
So how you want? Headcreads or ceelo?
I gets root deep like
God core, urban inspirational
Holy hip hop
You know the type, all in your city
Word up

I know that the dayz ahead are dark
But you can shine
love Jesus
But that talk was really fake
I'd
Be lustin for ya cousin if it wasn't for his Grace
Yeah he took me outta
Nothin and he made ya boy
with
For the betterment of man, understand you ain't nothing but a waste
Look into the face of a young girl
Raising up like a flag when it's unfurled
tryin'
And Keith Murray will prevail
So you can eat a shit sandwich and go to hell

Hook:
I got the skunky funky illest funk flow
For the glamorous
for play
You can show the little shorties how you pump and fake
But dog, Not to def, I'm not impressed
I'm not amused, I'm not confused, I'm not
hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my "J.O." with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll
Style fresh, like I'm still
taste
By God's grace
You were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a soldier
Dipping I got plans
changed much by God's grace
Friends and family kept in touch
When I moved to Tennessee

I sing my songs and travel 'round
I met a girl and we're settlin'
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
Blinking, the God Almighty he ain't knock-up nobody
But yo

She got style and grace
Oh, she's a beauty
Sophisticated lady like the ones from the movies
taste
By God's grace
You were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a soldier
Dipping I got plans
you'll be a star"
It was smoking mirrors
Running down through my veins
I kept on running downtown
Running from God's grace
Every morning I'd climb back
rhyming for
Got me in a New Music Seminar back in '94
You and Black, I was with Rubix, JuJu, and Forté
We was snot-nosed kids, but you showed us love all
hot, they start three alarm fires
But don't be alarmed, it's just my grace and my charm
I'm here for the good, I'll never do you no harm

Sweet Tee's