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won't do my best to share the words of jesus and spare you the mess
After all we are the salt and the light so I might as well put this saltines

and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)

Made it clear like a squeegee

is really living in us
But you ain't living your life if you ain't give it to Him
Cause only in Him is life and his name is Jesus
I will not reject my

raised me,
Bullets graze me, far from lazy,
Fuck you pay me,
Ain't the same, we,
Fuck you, blaming me ?,
All this disrespect-ful shit is crazy,
Waking up,

So im causing hell some trouble
The devil might've won some, but you just lost one

Now im on another level
I'm a victor by faith, I'm seeking his

Orpheus in the Underworld

Rick Springfield

The Snake King

2018

in by
Orpheus in the Underworld

We all admire the killers
The depraved and the profane
They all have something you don't have
They're all good

of devoting your life in all aspects to
Except the one who will all eventually return to
The one that created us from nothing
And now we've got the audacity

The Lessin

KRS-One

The Sneak Attack

2001

don't hate, but I'm not here to play
I hit it all day, all night, all afternoon
Rock all mics from the days of sassoon
Where the hell was you

you'll admit it
Better to live it better to give it
So I spit it every minute so you get it
My lyric is wicked an' full of culture y'all
Huh? Battle, nah -

and say thank you
A lesson from the Queen with love and peace
Beloved bless you

I ain't giving a fuck
(I'on give no fuck)
(We're on tomorrow)
I ain't

of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by

just need you
It's like you can't see through
The bullshit around us
The ones who surround us
I don't really care if they want me to give up
I only live

evident that these evidences
When all I need is the presidents just to live this life without consequence
Bandana man
From off the bench
To the sixth man

I aint got shit to live for anyway
Yes you do
I'll see these niggas in hell anyway
You gotta lot to live for
Man fuck all that
I'm sayin, you live

me Fall nigga 
I pray I Land on You 
I pray I Stand on You 
Like this is my Hell get the fuck out the way
Heaven is closed get the fuck from my gate

to wild and commit mad crimes
We dwell in the dark trees, sellin' Jeeps
'95 Blazers call us a bunch of hell raisers
Timberlands and Skullys is all you see

are controlled by those who reject our thoughts

Humans
All we live in the same freaking hell
Don't forget money is god of this place
The imminent

memorial, we see faces, names, dates. All are reminders that the suffering brought by war is intensely personal and its violence indiscriminate. In the broad

mighty for maricons
I might as well put all my killers in YSL
Put my voice on this microphone, put you pussy niggas through hell
Hell's fire, I never lie,

the most of heat if you couldn't tell
I'm in a cell in hell, I'mma rebel
Play on words so they only ever be felt
And shit get lethal, I got the freewill
Got

of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by

stupid
I was blind as the time flew by
I swear I’ll never fucking give you time
Wasted my time and my money to see you but craving attention from all

to God that God don’t exist
I’m Hell-bound if I chose the wrong life to live
But in life, my life’s a skit
I doubt he gives a shit about the things I did

a station
Then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
They can keep me to the sunrise
From littering to gun crime
The code that I live by I die by
Man you