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So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware, so full of shit
So indecisive, so adamant

I'm contemplating thinking

down with care
God gave His Son to win
His erring child He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin

O love of God, how rich and pure
How measureless

low-key, Nike and some Saint Laurent 

Oh lord, they need saving
I've been waiting for this so long 
I could dis you, I can end you on this whole song 
My

Outrageous that we would even want their approval
We're approved by God to go forth and show and prove to all
That this gospel that we preach is relevant

Numb from pity, pride and pain
Felt enlightened by the drugs and the drink
That's when I became…
The saint of saints to test your faith
All

to me that’s a win 

Now everybody go,
Higher, Higher, Higher, Higher
Let’s make a corporate affair
Saints put cha hands in the air
Higher, Higher,

the saints we praise your name
Holy, holy is the Lord

You saw my shame, You did not turn away
I am clothed in white by redeeming grace
cnd when I walk through

the saints we praise your name
Holy, holy is the Lord

You saw my shame, You did not turn away
I am clothed in white by redeeming grace
cnd when I walk through

bowed down with care
God gave his son to win
His erring child he reconciled
cnd pardoned from his sin

Oh love of God how rich and pure
How measureless

and others cold
And Dad said son, I give you this advice
The world will try to judge you by your wealth
But you'll always be on the right side of the line
By

My happy state in the void
I miss the times when I was hella captivated by joy, yeah
And they pray that im sick and my throat dry
Cus i stay on their

walk like you're needed
I walk like a champion, walk like a saint
I'm just like an artist but noise is my paint
This album's my masterpiece, look close

I aint shaking hands my dap meter at zero  
No kings, no saints, no motherfucking heroes
Abuela talking peace but I aint ready to hear those

Words

years and now they mad I made it?
OG Rookie in this bitch, the dreamer and the jaded

Yeah I've been cookin' crack since back I'm Franklin Saint
That

I've been a good all year, did all of my chores
I even took swept the whole house and mopped all of the floors
All the stockings is hung by the chimney

speaking the truth Cause he don't believes in lies
LA Legend with John legend Singing by ya side
In maybach on ya album cover Look at the sky
A G member

Black Chic White Guy

Kid Rock

Devil Without a Cause [Australia Bonus Track]

1998

the ghetto go figure
Yeah she got macked by some dope dealin' nigger
Still seein' that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside

See all

are gonna cheer
But the casual fans just want the album of the year
And the purest only want a album with Premier
Meanwhile I'm in Cali, khaki

l’alcootest
Kiffe le rap d’la côte Est
Les gos à grosses fesses
Accroc d’sexe, au tieks Sarko stresse
C’est l’son qui t’fait mal
Comme une méchante patate
Rime

expéditif, radical
Le son qui t'fait bouger la
Tête comme un coup d'tête
Fait déboîter tes cervicales
C'est d'l'harissa fait maison
Pour surchauffer la tête
Tu

Ça se passe sur la Tape le son
Fait mal à la tête mec
Ma zik aime la compét’ passe
Le bonjour à ta tess
Labess aarlik, voici la rime terne, ferme
La

The Bounce

Jay-Z

The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse

2002

Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen

Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin

Extreme

Ed O.G

The Truth Hurts

2000

make a deal off of blood money
Make an album off the drug money
Take the label money and launder it under the table money
And open businesses
It

just keep avoiding the obstacles 
Aye Aye
Said momma I made 
Momma I made it, your son gon famous

No lie, loyalty's what I go by
Stack and flipping it