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an open door
For everything I touch will surely prosper
I'm living life in abundance and Royalty
e e e
My life is better better since I met Jesus
See I'm

impossible
Clearly it's not tho
Because now we got it
Feeling like a poser
Well fuck fitting in
Fuck the feeling that I'm feeling
Living in my own skin
Holy

you I can Only be
God again
You give me that Love again
You Hype my Life again
In you I can Only be
Feels like am Over living
When I wake up
In your

for hard living, blind to the facts:
Thugs is convicts in God's prison, hands on the strap
Praying so Father please forgive me! Police be rushing when

could feel, I guess it'd feel like (I guess)
A Snowfall episode, my uncle Jerome died in real life
They say that God always get it right
But somethin'

created everything
I cast my sorrows
In the river that gushes living water
There is no more time to return

I'm at peace now

My principle, my salvation

skin bitch with me by the beach

I got checks cooking up who got td 

Nigga tap in 

You ain’t never did no Walmart 2 Walmarts 
Im pass niggas and I gave

But I bet you hear them sirens
First I close my eyelids
Then everything is quiet
I could go out in silence
But I would prefer the riot
I catch the first

what we're living for

(Chorus)

[Islord]
Eiyo, eiyo, what's today's mathematics, son you can't quote
You get ya throat chopped by the sword I possess
In

Sixteen

André 3000

God Forgives, I Don't

2012

can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's

To quit living like everything is a race
So I sit here, a few boxes in
Surrounded by piles of books
With a quarter-filled kitchen
As I'm writing my tenth

in my own way
And so I wrote this song to sing, allowing me to say:

God is in the alleyway smoking cigarettes
God in the toilets having unprotected

not God
I’m prevented from your love by jealous dimming stars
Not allowed to touch the night or go too far
This is my last living breath
So stop

rapping might just bring me action
If you wore my shoes you would need to map it
Cus the way I'm living isn't by an accident
Every bar he rapping feeling

to die
There is no point in living
Condemned in my purgatory
Possessed by all of my mistakes
The monster I became
Took everything away from me
Possessed by

still living in Apartheid (there's a war, there's a war)
But if I don't take this winner's flight that's career suicide
Though I should've been a friend

that's some'n you cannot do
Mama yeah she cried knowin' what she put you through
You and cousin Miles gon' meet George and also Brian too
My child, I found

rapping might just bring me action
If you wore my shoes you would need to map it
Cus the way I'm living isn't by an accident
Every bar he rapping feeling

regular
If you need some foreign you could call my cellular
I living life how it suppose to be
Don't hate on me thats just God blessing me
Everything normal

B-Boyz

Birdman

B-Boyz

2012

license everything in my wallet, lightest boy with the biggest heart
Nigga play your part or parallel park your ego next to me and violence
Next to me is

survive
Everything left, I'm getting filled up, shining, singing
My whole vibe is soaked in sun
Not like I need to remind you, my name's Brian

By this

blows up in your face
And just like they predicted, you pay the bank to be slaves

Living up in this world
Living up in this world
Living up in this world

Late nights, ride slower
Everything change when I get older
Don't ‘floss’, too often
No sugar coating, that's more potent
Y'all leaving, i'm living

already be dead
But god got something else in store instead
So for You fake niggas fuck everything you said
I’m just living my life to the fullest
Ian