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call yourself a Christian, hating people in His image
Don't call yourself a Christian, hating people in His image
Refocus, repent, and re-center
You are

times center codefendant judging my life
Back-pedaler, what they say? You do the cha-cha
I'ma stand on it, 6'5", from 5'5"
Fun fact, I ain't taking

leaf
This pen and this pad are the weapons
Imma use to go ahead and address these elephants in the room
It's been around for awhile now it's center stage

Guess I got a high sperm count
My good morals seem to all have fled
Dark traits are all that now surround
Crossed off the cross I was given as a Christian

A Christian's center is Him, who's high and of glory
Moments in more of His given light to adorin' He
Bored of being lower than what He's seen in me,

red 
Get shot in yo back 
Got blood on my Christians little boy better watch we’re he bled 

Came in with a strap 
imma shoot you down nigga gon lay

time we redefine the meaning of a Christian, ayy
I think it's time to draw the line right in the center, ayy
And pick a side and stop tryna straddle

Color wit a pen
I'll look back
I'll look forward
Tell you what I see
Here's a present for your troubles
Look inside and see
I used to care about your

I walk in rooms
I don't care who I'm talking to
In the field, but they didn't notice I could turn to catch and call an audible
Tell my junior this is

Hacker

Death Grips

The Money Store

2012

Goin' back to Tangier
With some Jordans and a spear
Post-Christian shit
Post chicken or the egg addiction shit
Pass the sherm stick
Neo-reality

don’t care ‘cause we don’t see ‘em as our kinfolk
Sleep at civic centers, under bridges, public benches
Hear ‘em snorin’, yet ignore ‘em, we some civic

on a new wave, give a care bout what you say
This year I'll be a beast, setting the tables like a center piece
Creating the art that will pierce at your

pon the cocky till it bend

She love mi flavor love mi flavor tropicana
Christian gyal with bad behavior
Like medical center a you mi care fah
You

a blast from the past
A gift for the present
But the future looking real iridescent

I was a Christian long as I remember
But when I got to school it felt

at through binoculars
Center of attention
Even if it was twisted
My consciousness liked to say no
But i never listened
One day he wasn't at school
He stated

a civic center
All the Christian people calling me a sinner
And I guess that's why God never did deliver
Old friends dying, new ones lying
Not minding

Oh no, I can't afford
Those new Gucci slides or some Christian Dior
How can, I stand the bore
That comes with every day that I waste some more

When

penalty so they can walk free
Christian made bail no lock up
I gave God my life and I discovered I was dead
Couldn't breath all my sin was wrapped tight