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like chapel
If Puffy on the beat it's like god smacked you
They wonder why I rap like this cause Im a natural
We would really send them niggas to get

dim
How of course God is always in control
And everything that happens on the earth
Oncourse or caused or willed by Him
Forgetting devil 'bout the ethic

just good for humping
They be bunting
Though I'm trying to hit it out the park
You know it's more than the art
Yah
I guess I'm working on myself daily

I have faith that I am exactly where I am meant to be
I trust in God's plan for my life
I surrender my will to God
I am disciplined by my purpose
I am

God not in the
Facade that I'm bullet proof
All you talk bout is killing
An't nobody shoot at you
Fed the hood in the park
Dead Game grilling stakes
Had

Get it out the mud

Watching movies in my condo Perkins Row
I often wonder if my neighbors
Know I'm working blow
Responsibility acquired due to crack

Gang Related

Logic

Under Pressure [Clean Version]

2014

on a night like this
And they murder motherfuckers just cause
Type of shit I see and probably wonder what it was
I was in the crib, just sitting on the rug

the bottom the city's poppin
Its hard to be righteous when they say you a goblin
It's hard to feel safe when you witness bodies droppin
Been working so much

for me

It's the music that's gone make a nigga pop
That's on god, now I got the door unlocked
Tell these folks check the time, look, bitch it's Jugg

or 3, tryna stop by 5
Thought that I'd, control my appetite, make it my new hobby
Discipline, I wonder what it's like, and can it heal my body
Money

I know a lot of people they wonder just where we'll end up
Living happy ever after loving our neighbor and such
But seeing our situation must admit

Ayy

Shorty lie on my name with no proof
(Proof) 
Go back for a nut on occasion (yeah)
Bro, why I keep lying to myself
Telling hoes I'm working

shame, I look in the game
Fear nothing is gonna change me
Everybody sees Obama, I see oh god
And I say "oh god" when there’s drama
How could you be

Or sneak peeks
I wonder what is this
It kinda goes against physics
Yea I believe in god
But she got me feeling religious
Cause we got the same past
That we

Yea' God
Blessins
That Life after Youth Shit
Ya Know?
Still
Blazin'
Fa Fa... aye
Yea'
Man
I'm give this to em
I don't even know what to call This

a little bun in her oven
Destined for greatness, that broke shit diseased
Praying to God, but these demons with me
Working, ain't fucking with sleep
Praying

move you can't do nothing after
Now he deceased and you feeling all bad for
What god did. Grab the chop and we aim at his eyelid
Always park shit no Rosa

destroying everything
But when I know my God is sovereign working through the scenes
It's when the devil think he got me I just start to sing
Let it rain, let

his hood struck
Poverty stricken he’s got no ambitions thinking god isn’t listening
He could have got someone killed
He’s pretty humble for someone who

Made a vow I’m gon sell out
Bigger crowds than Coachella
Name a thing gon hold me back
I swear to god I’ll blow right past like Road Runner
Took my woes

bread
Wonder bread, texas toast, by the loaf, french baguette
Now we first row, in the rolls like the president
You wanna billion then you gotta learn how

Finale

Anthony Rapp

Rent [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

1996

again
Well, maybe next year or when

December twenty-fourth, ten p.m.
Eastern standard time
I can't believe a year went by so fast
Time to see, what

probably still drive by the curb and kick ya
The way I had you
Sum like jay and bey, lemonade past due
Apply to Ivy League schools and got some bad news
I

9-5
Only difference from the office is I'm working in the night

Hoppin on the track, and I feel like I am free to go
Working by myself, so now I gotta