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Got the passion like Jesus 
Now I need a palace like Caesars
All the features Cash to the ceiling
You know somethin' just to pamper my queen with

fill me up now 
No more worldly ways 
I just give you all the praise
Defeat the enemy 
And not listen to the inner me
Only listening to you Jesus since

that's what the game don't tell ya
But Jesus on the other side like son you ain't no failure
Bro I never thought God would use a wretch like me 
But Jesus

You must be playing
Don't play
You must be playing
Don't play
Or you gon learn the hard way
Verydarkblackman use to say
You must be playing
Don't

Jesus Christ
Thank you Jesus Christ

I was on the line
Of taking my very own life
I thought, maybe I'd use a knife
Or maybe tie myself up right
Listening

it felt
I kept on breaking your heart cause I was doin' it by myself
But you saying that you choose me and you love me anyway
And I'll never be

seemed to me like she loved Jesus'
Pointin' people to the joy He brings us
Showin' people Satan's defeated
Showin' that he's more real than Star Wars

Don't tell me the odds I got them hanging by the neck of it
Throw out the blunt I think I might just smoke the beat a bit
They think I'll fall

I'm not holding any shame
I'm praising just to worship
What's the point of chasing fame
Yea I use to do it, Jesus broke me from those chains too
Lane

don't run uh huh

My faith became a flood from a trickle 
A dollar from a nickel
Answer to the riddle keep Jesus in the middle
Bury me never, stand

Old ways pass and gone this is a new me 
Use to be enslaved by bondage 
Lack of knowledge 
Wisdom asked God like king Solomon 
By the blood I triumph

people become heathens 
Irrational demons, authoritarian leanings 
Liberal cathedral, conservative sheeple 
Don't follow Jesus 
But a man with a house, by

us a brain ..
We should use that to think
All of the time all of the time
Stay in touch ..
Stay in sync
You have my number now keep me link
All

hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.

Written by
Tami Laguerre

Produced by
St. John Paull

Thank you for waiting for me
I'm so grateful you waited for me
My eyes were blind I couldn't

to hold me
Or my questions
And my questions are more than my answers
And unanswered questions make me anxious
What do I do with a Jesus
Stripped of his

get into heaven's gates, just drive the Hershey Interstate
That's the loophole, talkin about your poophole
Jesus won't forsake her if she uses her log

keep reading but surrounded by heathens
Sword never sheathen never give me a reason
Followin Christ until completion
Ephesian beyond the age of reason

the government
Harassed and beat down by the police
That gave him a cold heart, he never had peace
Yellin’ to the Lord like what’chu want from me
Didn’t even know

Yo Pops 
My name is Fozter 
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, blacq

And they use our national cake as an appetizer 
And they use our national cake

war, starts at four, and it's three-fifty-five
Be done by the evening, timely
Eyes everywhere—even behind me
Seeing the signs, read between the lines,

tucking heatery
Not weapons of machinery
My arsenal is heavenly so ain't nobody seeing me
66Shooter use it just like a rueger
Yall ain't knowing
He cleaned

Blinded by the world use to say the streets made me
Could of been in jail thanking jesus cause he saved me
I'm still fighting demons holy spirt come

I got some pain that's inside of me
I was a quite child you see
Wasn't taught to use the voice
That always lived inside of me
So I hit these streets