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I come in the name of Jesus by the power of the Holy Spirit
The devil is a motherfucking liar
So you know I ain't worried
You hear me

Yeah, look

am still gon ride
No more wasting time
We keep on running till we cross that line
I can see the sun
I know the storm don't last forever
Cause we gon

uhh!

Got me feeling like I'm Makaveli
On my 2pac shit
Thug life tatted 'cross my belly and you knew that shit
My ambitions as a rider, I ride on my

bitches, models, everything in Pathos
If there's a problem, we go there to solve it, fuck it, that's the Motto
New Impala, ask how much it cost, it's about

Yeah, broski
Fully DONSYDE man
Catch me, inna me brand new Louis
Fuck wid mi clan, me get cross like Stewie
Mi a go all out tonight
Weed deh yah rum,

chains
Everything was broken
Our eyes to evil opened
As we left His side life began to die

From beginning to the end
Our Maker and our friend
Is fighting

and you'll soar Give someone a hand cnd you will understand
Cross that line
cnd everything will rhyme Take your time
Then give and you'll be fine
Oooh...
Give

to glorify God
For every house is built by someone
But God is the builder of everything
Yeah, had to go and serve
The Lord my God
No time to swerve
Yeah, we

and had to make a choice
Before the evil leavened
Used to hoop so how did I get crossed up before The Cross
I deemed every loss a loss never recognized

I grew up in a morgue
Surrounded by the bodies of long-dead tradition
Eyeless corpses of people full of hate and agony
Nose-blind was I
But return

Hmmmmm hmm hmmm
Awww www aww
Eh ehhh

Ain't no man born of a woman
Can cross these boundaries
Still burning calories
Values in dollars in pounds
In

and James, I gotta go hard
Give it my all, give my everything, Cause daddy love y'all
Don't want y'all to hoe, don't Want you movin' drugs, hope y'all Be smart

a Cadillac, tracing tramp stamps
Cover everything
But she hit the splits like Van Damme
I'm a stunt, man
I might hit for real like action films
I'm a cinephile

I wish I had an airship so I could take flight
Wish I could travel back in time, if I could I'd make everything right
Used to stay up playing games

mistakes, but then I caught a double, I'm not takin' the loss
Devil on my shoulders, had to go to church and get a cross

This a school, I'm headed

white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

Yeah, I think I  should have moved on by now
You probably think I would never go back
I should

a mold awaiting pressing,
Everything is fleeting
Life, love, and whimpering
There's nothing here to fear
Yet somehow I'm a mess
Often called a pest, and so

yet you gon have to do me
Everything but headtaps
I don't respect your shooter
I got the road a couple times
Not my jacket Louis
Damn I mean my jacket

trust in a n***a, yeah, these niggas cross you out
Now I only trust my pistol
And I swear I'm slidin' wit HIT,
Thats my brother, thats my n***a
Six

How you come looking for a hand out i gave you everything
I split the qp right in half I hope we make the same
I started clutching more cause these

finds
Maybe I'll find them
Maybe I won't
Not everything that glitters is gold
But you are
You're a fucking saint
A halo around your head
Your eyes

up if wanna take a trip
We can go scuba diving on tropical islands
And explore lost ships that were sunken by pirates
We can travel cross seas in

I can barely breathe
I'm in jail in my head
I just  wanna be free

But that doesn't seem possible
You're god damn unstoppable
Cross examining built in

fiber custom spyder, helped you get that
I'm your labels custom writer, driving by ya in my own custom ride
With exotic chicks
That's a team of custom