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in wars,
The battle where you will hold Beelzebub by the throat.
I will not be capable of redemption,
From his grand crucifixion in the heart
22 times two dude, outer banks, brew thru
High upon my mountain-top, I don't see what you do
cll you do is stay drunk, where the fuck it came from
a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh
never said a word
Doesn't mean I never peeped it
Please don't try me
I ain't Christian
I won't turn the other cheek
I believe that there's a God
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
man's graveyard
The heat and fury of the jungle tears
The veneer of civilization from these women
No holds are barred as they fall in love
With a man who
of the Christian life
That you rise higher by stooping low
That you live by dying to self
That your fullness will come through emptiness
Your strength through
favorite she like the way I sounded (She like)
My favorite sound probably money countin'
Don't come from a lot we just want some diamonds (Ya)
Christian
of Bessellieu
So excuse my French
I'm not a drama starter
I'm the karma
From the drama, you started
I don't beg for pardons
My defense Josh Norman
Your defense is
and honor
It's a metaphor to show you humble
Protect and serve
Turn the locked up and kill
William Chapman, Alex Christian
Brandon Gland, Victor LaRosa
where my next meal is coming from
Yeah, F-R-E-E, Jesus freed me
And I'm washed by the blood, so no demons seeing me
Serving C to the H, to the R-I-S-T
I
into Death's face
And tell me your source of hope
Jokes
Now, Everyone's a Christian until
until we let the Bible talk
Submit to God's Spirit
Be molded by
and walk right out the door
Ask God for forgiveness for them times before
And now I'm rocking Christian I'm talking Dior
Don't want no hellcat I want me
Via the paths of the four winds
Through the icy valleys and hills
They came led by two ravens
The messengers from the hall of the slain
Warriors
still proud of you
I got the Christians mad at me i'm in the trap with dior on my shoes
I put my Chrome Heart on a sleeve
I rock that bitch everyday like
a Christian fearing vengeance from above
I don't pretend to know what you want
But I offer love
Seven worlds collide
Whenever I am by your side
And dust
on our gold spokes
I'm tipping through on my shorty, eyes look Tiffany blue
Methodous flows killing these niggas, Christians approved
Very wild, no
sauron, he shoulda smashed ya boy, I was a moron
Runnin' from the truth, fulla 40 proof, half-naked looks that I only wanted more of
Knew in my heart I
allow you to run
That running is freedom, accelerated heart rate by design through design
Air Ahmaud, Air Arbery
What color are these shoes? The upper
the mud blue as blood that run through my arteries
Pumping from the heart of me, respected for my artistry
Silence the distractions, by turning up my
was born for a purpose
No matter how many lives
Some say that he weak I think he is fine
Cause when you're from the hood
We just getting by
KRS-1,
heart He dove in like Geronimo
This is Fact not Fiction
I made a decision
But he chose me first
Now I'm living with precision
Yes I am a Christian
I say
buck up to me
I could never snake up
My brothers you're crazy, you're buggin'
I still got a handful of grudges
I still think that nobody's
Better than by
Intelligent seed,
Fabricated from clay I'm the reincarnation of a relevant breed,
cn elegant piece cut from a Christian cloth,
Unlike Pastor McKennzie Tryna
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