Lyrics:
it by all means
Won't no mercy when I was hurting
So now there's only love for my team
Props to Malcolm, props to Martin
Shit, I'm fire starting change
to the brim
He's clothed me in blessings, surrounded by favor His love, a banner, his mercy to savor
Yeah, we reflect on his words, his deeds so bright It's
You can get knocked the fuck out the way
And I know he speak just like his bitch
Better speak with your chest 'fore I leave to her place
All this money
his curiosity grew
So he asked those kings to drop by
And my great great great great great great granddad
He wondered why
So the Magi told old
Fanny & chorus
When you're down and out
Lift up your head and shout
There's gonna be a great day
Angels in the sky
Promise that be by and by
His friend it's his dream battle to me
Battle rap is street shit and you
Not make it up out one
So whether I'm standin' in front of the
Body or on top
your love and your grace
And how you've won many battles for me
So with lifted hands I'll say
You are great and mighty (Yes you are lord you are you
I need some oxygen
Just breathe
They got they foot on my neck
They wanna choke me out cause I'm selling cigarettes
You know, they wanna Freddie Gray
the Word
Now I keep it on me like a concealed
Bruised by the heel so the boy could get healed, huh
Great
Hold up wait
For my good
It's gon work out
Great
Still tryna slang his weed
Love thy neighbor
I keep one inside the chamber
Reflect, like Demarco's beats
Peace
(I don't want to tell you about where I
million)
Listen, Spud, we got three million in the can, here
We'll look after him, I'll send the bird to his mother
Come on, let's just get out of this
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sheep we are inslaved
Need all the weak see we are the greats
Evolve and teach keep greed out the way
Eat off the plate piece off the cake
Feed off
be the best version of me
Mama don't you see
Honestly, this been my dream since 17
I'm Martin Luther King
With a global reach
But you can't kill
off from my parents not many people hit my line
Only person that I had just stuck his dick inside my wife
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
as you walk on by
That great temptations never really die
Well I talked to my famous friend last night
My third day up well, his second nighter
He
at the greats
But I shoot back, the Lord ain't designed me for hate
I've never understood Martin Luther with the speech
With the whole World watching me, turn
Extend your clips, fit the muzzle with the beam
For the love of cream, it's nothin' but routine
Swing on the judge, take a couple for the team
He's
parts with his parts out, and
Then he just laid his shit down
And it was great by then went to
'Ye house, played it for him, he
Was like, 'cool' wayne
We need a speech that'll bring Martin's Dream Back
It's World peace versus racism bean bags
Every color every creed screaming out for what we need
Lift Him up all people lift Him up all people oh oh oh
For His love to us is great
His faithfulness forever
He has kept us by His mercy
We're surrounded
some poignant thought about
Sex and consumerism?
Nope "My management team has a division that
Has a guy that his main focus
Is to go out there and find
farting. Try run off chop em down like Martin. Nigga ima marksmen wit my target.
Told dat bitch to check my heart beat. Cause love don’t live here. I done
with me
and drifts through the darkened garden
in our great overcoat
'til we are stopped by a marbled portico
that stares at us like a map
i've
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