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All of my idols became flesh and bone
Brought to prospective all the dreams I couldn’t leave alone
Secure the bag by any means, North American Dreams
one to my daughter, than I am my sons
Do you know how hard it was to admit that?
I'm broken, and black but hell bent on being better and building
life, my love, my blood relation
And I want to say that
Jenny, I love you
And you'll always be my daughter unto the end
And if I die, please be by my side
on a shelf
Dream for everyone, but not yourself
I've heard of God the Son and God the Father
I'm still looking for a God for the daughters

Girl, don't be
can come and be one
We gone be alright until that day we see the king come
But if God put out my light before that day then let His will be done
Either
you
We smashin' nigguhs by the hour
I'll send my dog to dog you, you're dog food
My son'll blam you for a
Half ounce of dog food

Yeah, that's my lil
my Shield so I can be courageous
When I walk through the fire
Sindili ndekha aise
I am a son of a king
Ndangodekha aise
God by your side Zotheka aise
is one
I wanna see us all rich before all this done
But it's really God call cause we all his sons
Some I'ma play my role, hope God save my soul
Let me
the daughter of The King
Why did I slave?
Why did I obey?
Because I thought my master would beat me!
Why did I tremble?
Why did I fear?
Because I thought that my
to be loved by you
It's a privilege to be saved by you
It's an honor to be called by you
Amazing God, Amazing King

It's a privilege to be loved by you,
around you those the ones that hurt you
Remember every trial you go through is apart of gods plan

I'ma tell y'all this story 
It's time to speak my truths
pay the ransom
For you and for me
We're no longer outcasts
We're daughters and sons
Born of His Spirit
And washed by His blood
God gave us a purpose
He
of the Father
I hold onto this attire manufactured by Abba
Don't need the Gucci
The phat ride, or the Prada
Cause my hand gesture welcomes God
In like the Ramada
My home boy got life, gettin hard for me to look at em
Feelin like it's my fault, judge throw tha book at em
His momma call me son, his sista call
of blood stains
No matter what I do there ain't no escape
Cuz the devil's daughter is my ball and chain
God damn! I can't make sense of it all
Shot me down
losing my tongue
Now my hope is that the next time I'll see you's with God's Son
And we'll eternally share words fluently strung
You had plans to retire
All my life I never knew nobody like you (like you)
Give it up to Christ, they told me trust Jesus (Jesus)
Trust fund for my sons and get them safe
I be havin' to dumb that shit down, yeah

Yeah, my daughter asked me what a drug dealer was
I said me, uh
When the lawyer asked me what a fuckin'
you want to be and you can reach any height
Remember that OK
Its real in the feel been keeping it real
For all of my son's and all of my daughters
to my name
If God calls me home today, this what the will should say
Leave this to my daughters
Leave this to my daughters, Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Leave this
and I smoke me some loud

Oh my God, I'm gettin' personal now
All I can see is the purplest clouds
Oh my God, I'm gettin' virtual now
I'm 'bout
of a Kingdom if it ain't on yo back
Gods sent God Son a prodigy in my Youth
Villes finest please rewind it if you needing more proof man
Ima King
you o God
I cannot live without you my Lord 
The life that I live
The air that I breath
Everything I do is all by your grace
O God tell what I can do
Oh God
Thanks for sending your Son
Thanks for sending your Son
Oh Lord
Thanks for all that You've done
Thanks for all that You've done
Oh God
Thanks

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