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Or the boy that he was, still wet in the ears?
Or the terrible sum of all of his fears,
In the eyes of this stranger who meets him?

So his glance rarely

grave
So I can say it's only by His grace
When guilt and shame come to accuse me
I will take heart this truth has set me free
That even though my works

duffle with us , turn it into bands
I guess you wonder where I am
I guess you do but you ain't fucking with my crew, yeah
I'm still the truth and all them

it, the boy still ain't graduated
I must say they cap the greatest (be real)
My team is mature, the bags are secured
Surrounded by addicts addicted

can tell just by looking at his eyes

Seems like more and more
He can't keep his mouth shut
You know he believes he's fooling everybody but
He's

Truth Be Told

Megadeth

The System Has Failed

2004

cries out for revenge
Truth be told 
And death is upon the ground
All around

Tribulation strikes and we're hit hard
Still you just go on your way

in his north face now, but his threads still dope 
But with the right view and the right thought and the right speech, watch 
You'll see a transformer

A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request

Steve Goodman

Affordable Art

1984

By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold 
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll

Around his bed,

a conspiracy theorist to you
Example four eighty three ya see my neighbor down the street
Can't get to his feet
Basically an invalid now and still slated for his

longer, but they are still in the world, and I am coming to you. Holy Father, protect them by the power of[b] your name, the name you gave me, so that they

And by his name I’ll walk across the fire
You and I Inspire 
Humbling mercy on this soul
So cold so cold so cold

The truth is that you fear the truth

Identity

J.R.

Rebel

2008

still ain't satisfied in the savior Christ
Still finds his identity in looks and cars
If he only knew that he ain't have to look so hard
If he looked

that's how players do
We'll steal your chicks and slay your crew
Never lie, always speak the truth
If you still not sure we'll show and prove

Chorus

still got his favor
Still got his favor
Still got his favor
That's the flavor
Still got his favor
Angles by my side cause in him I abide
I don't gotta

like abuse is a game?
Like tearing down your son’s father is a game
You have a son! Why are you
Still competing with me by telling him bad
Things about

Seven Seas

At Vance

No Escape

2002

for the truth

friends he could not find
Hate and fear was all he got
Still he is on his way

sailing on the seven seas
Searchin for my destiny

the truth
Why you turn off the truth?
December army marches armed and proud now in the name
A martyr that survived without a right to to be the same
Still you

Filet mignon with my food stamps
Would tell you don't really want be the truth
Let me hit you back on my government phone
Still a hood nigga, whatcha want

Irrepressible pastor - still
Cause this writer to blanch after 15 years

In truth, the sight of two pale Englishmen
Seated stiffly at the
Back of his church was

just don't pick up a fight
Yeah that summer heat
The sun is shining all his light
And I know you feel this beat 
'Cause man my boys are so tight

Yeah

It's alright 
Whenever I call his name 
I am sure he will surface
Coz am covered by his grace 

Certified Churchboi 

Here by Grace 
Not by might (Not by

passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around

A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request

Steve Goodman

No Big Surprise: Anthology

1994

By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold 
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll

Around his bed,

still shootin out 40's (Boa, boa, boa, boa)
Stay up on my grind lil nigga you can call me tony (Bitch)
Cant no pussy nigga hang around me 
Man dat shit