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ain't in my game plan
In some chalk

[Chorus]
It's The Jacka
Mista Cali Co packa
I got the
The major slice in a Acura
Imagine bein' brought
No clothes, no
am walking in Love and victory
By You stripes I am healed
And Your power is real to me

The blood of Jesus
The blood of Jesus
The blood of Jesus
meet in James Bond shit?
Another foreign car driven by a convict
Aventador matte black Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game napalm shit
Niggas say my
am walking in Love and victory
By You stripes I am healed
And Your power is real to me

The blood of Jesus
The blood of Jesus
The blood of Jesus
Blood blood blood
Where do the boys lie
Mud mud mud
How does the grass grow
Blood blood blood

But I lived a blind life
A white face in prison
But
strapped


For protection in ya section, I be flexin' a slug and brain connection

Young niggaz stay strapped
For the robbas, and the jackas, and the sneak
weak but
I find strength in you

My savior, my king
My poor heart you mended
I surrender my things, yes I do
All the value have ended
The sweetest
party with my life in the game 
You know its all the same

The Jacka
The YAY AREA yeah boi that where I'm from 
Pushed enough coke to have the whole world
a dream I had bricks like transporter
Change my life like Steph Curry in the fourth quarter
What if you drove by a playground and witness
Michael Jordan
mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
An independent
Your blood speaks a better word
Than all the empty claims I've heard upon this earth
Speaks righteousness for me
And stands in my defense
Jesus
Been beaten down to an inch of my life by ignorant people
Came close to making me believe I was nothing but evil
No one has the authority to tell
bound by God
I don't know who I am, I don't know who I'm not
I don't know my name, I can't find my place

Blood is blood, blood don't wash away
Blood is
you do it mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
the midnight 
Or the fears that just won't fade 
No more loneliness
No more skies that all seem gray
For I am resting in your blood stained hands
Forever
Goodbye my friend, goodbye
My love, you're in my heart
It was preordained that we should part
We're united by and by, united by and by
Goodbye
Your blood speaks a better word than all the empty claims
I've heard upon this earth
Speaks righteousness for me and stands in my defense
Jesus it's
the window
Moonlight on a black garden of thorns
And the cool wind on my sweat

What cries home
Where cries from
A blood red bird lies in the woods
Weeping
sucked my dick behind the store and I skeeted all in her thoat
Then a nigga had to go I had to roll.
Then I'm looking for another headhunter Georgia Dome
wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
We're gonna ride to the abbey of thelema, to the abbey of thelema
Blood is pavement
The grill in
on a string
'Till the blood on your sword is the blood of a king
'Till the blood on your hand is the blood of a king

Our armies in England, Ireland, Scotland,
Blood sugar sucker fish
In my dish
How many pieces
Do you wish
Step into a heaven
Where I keep it on the soul side
Girl please me
Be my soul
Hollow and black
Just like the ash
Running through my blood
Cold blood
Cold blood
Cold blood

Vacant in motivation
White hearts and hollow words
on ou pinky pinky

[Project Pat] 
Jumpin out da trizak
Chewin on a sizack
Sippin on some sizurp
Jus slung a bizag
Name iz Project Pat-a
Moet in my
Sangre por sangre, Blood for blood

Betraying a trust is a must in your mind
The agenda's just business as usual
Remember the imbecile the fire's