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live for a pastor
Gotta step in the Spirit
By livin' for Jesus
I'm preppin' my soul for the rapture
Every demon in sight'll captured
By the Holy

loyalty's a must
Humans are poultry, grind them to dust
Save The King from himself I would die for his trust
Like a moth to the flame but I'm blinded by love

the weed by the pounds I swear we get that cash relentless
Fuck I'm wrong with my dawgs I swear my niggas live your headless
I'm havin' fun with this shit, I

Free Big Ive
Rest In Peace Debo
Man Miss my Dawgs, They living way too far
Either locked behind them bars, or living up in stars
King Skie
Baltimore

We Gon' Make It

Diddy

Press Play

2006

I'm the King of all Kings, I abide by no rules
And do what I do by any means (c'mon)
Call him necessary, the great visionary
Born extraordinary,

might be
It's just me, the machine, Westside, Hermes for Hitler, Jay-dolf Spitler
Burning niggas live with the scripture
Like Gang Starr and Freddie

fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he

(JT on the track again)
As a matter fact, pulled up with extra ammo
(Samy made this shit)
Stopped by the store, me and my loc, like get a pack

drown my debris in Your sea of unending love
And I will sing victory belongs to the King
Great Restorer make beauty from dust
Great Restorer teach me

Push down push down 
Yeah, yeah I feel it push down 

Pressure on my chest yeah I feel it push down 
IG live and direct on my way to the crown 
Thinking

your hands in a shithole
My hands on the pistol
Leave a tide in the ripple
Make it big, little by little
Make it big little by little
I'm stuck in your

is to come together against the common enemy
Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair

Same man that killed Brown Erick Garner
Freddie Gray man

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

awards and
It's powered by Nissan
Big Tigger off the top, it's what we do
Everybody in Hip Hop, please stop through!
BET instabooth LIVE from the
Carpet

blood to dust

I am someone beyond recognition
Perhaps a king who has lost his kingdom
Let it be said that we were led by fools out here to the ledge
All,

count
I don't wanna pull weeds out
Empty out no trash can
Find the broom and that dust pan
We'll talk about it on Tuesday
Developing a new smoothie
With

I wanna know what's going on like I hear Marvin/
They stopped teaching Black History Month,
I beg ya pardon/
Ima take it back to Martin Luther King

in the dust. Who is like You, O Master of mighty deeds, and who compares to You, O King, Who causes death and restores to life, and makes salvation

live
Touch it bring it King watch it
Turn it leave it stop format it
Touch it bring it King watch it
Turn it leave it stop format it
Touch it bring it

I got power
Blast that shit make it louder
I'm in that wraith make it louder
Now I'm the king I got power
My ice dripping like a shower
Stackin money

can't find me like Nemo
Piling all this fucking cash on the tip of my biro
Uh
Bury me in gold king tut
All these bitches go blind when they see the ring

bada boom

The Lord got my back when people fall through
Get the dust pan then I go and get the broom
Sweeping up the drama cause I got too much to do

The truth
But we call the truth another name
We call Him Jesus
The Son of Man the Word become flesh
Came to live among those doomed by death
He claimed to be

back to the trap
Time to move packs
Save 1 lap dance
Swhat my Dreama say
Right before he go home
Born to get it how he lives
In Memphis Tennessee
Where