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wonder why I turned my back like a runway
Never saw it coming
Homie still wonder how the hell I never went Cobain
Asked God the other day how He
today at war
He loves the life God's given him
But he loves his country more
Baby, that's the kind of love you're in
They're promises by them I will
Did you ever hear the story of the Christmas tree
Who just didn't want to change the show
He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels
Did you ever hear the story of the Christmas tree
Who just didn't want to change the show
He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels
you smoke
HE gonna forgive and that's you; now don't get me wrong
I like LL, but GOD da G.O.A.T'
HE da greatest of all time, if I'm lying I'm blind
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
I was on a trip back home ridin' dirty on the phone when my truck it left me stranded in The road
Started waving traffic by thanking God that I ain't
the government and fuck Boris (yeah)
I'm a villain, killin' when I'm barrin'
Brothers in the hood just like the movie that I star in
Servicin' my whip, I phoned
words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the death
And while
sobered up quick
When I heard all that time that they gave to Taleeb
He got a life sentence plus
We just some products of our environment
How the fuck
feeling insane
My Spirit need Recharging
So I flicked back through
The book of James
Recently
I've
Just been stuck up in this state
Crying out to the Lord
Therefore be imitators of God
And live in love
Just as Christ also loved us
And gave himself for us
A sacrificial and fragrant offering
To GOD
Look
by myself I be lonely
I ain't never killed but these niggas will based on an insecurity
Oh he fucked your bitch oh he's getting money
That was they're
I'm one of a kind
Yea I'm not like these other guys
I think that you're just like the rest
And I'm the type to get obsessed
Your last man ain't got
bet that he'll turn out to be
The spittin' image of his dad
But he'll have more common sense
Than his pudding-headed father ever had
I'll teach
Or playin ball with your friends
At that park you like
I try to warn him
But he doesn't understand
My brother
Jordan
Just turned eighteen
What a blessing
I
See, my God is always listening
Not a product of the Islamic or Christian
Buddhist or Shintoism or Wiccan
Just a natural essence that's providing my
saved by God's grace
He got a place for me, so
Beware of parasites
They suck your energy and life
Say words that cut like a knife
Then try to make you
pain seen my brother in a casket
We was pose to grow get old glory basking
Asking god why?
He ain't die bring him back bottles in the back celebrate with
in the right kind of ways
You'd see I am still paranoid and that's just they way you made me
I can't step outside my home without feeling paranoid
It's
and believe that
He was just who he'd told em to them spoke in the power to become God's child
Who were formed GodStyle in full denial of any human medium
No
leavin' for Cleveland, if you don't take that 3-meat pizza out the freezer
I'm gonna find another man with some money, I don't care if he's a geezer
for Cleveland
If you don't take that three-meat pizza out the freezer
I'm gonna find another man with some money
I don't care if he's a geezer
And it's
the pews
He's got no plans to leave
Cause God is really really really really really very good
It's undeniable - no need to knock on wood
The kind of God He
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