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gotta be
I still tell em that we slaves and we far from free
I mean we really working hard for this salary
That's the fucked up fucking system that I

artistry of stacking cheese 
Just by rapping b 
cnd by praying to the one who had saved me even when my words was blasphemy 
Lord forgive me for the ways I

leave
Vibe too deep, this where you wanna be
Please don't even try to understand me
But shorty you my goal you a champion
Im a Demon in the late night

taking children from their mothers warm embrace
In your head you were a god but in the real world your not
Build yourself up strong but it's the evidence

last night it's been about a week
Always strong but when's my turn to be weak
Gotta face it I can't turn another cheek
This is my life
Im stuck with this

at her diagonal you'll be calling me crazy
Put a word in for my sisters they some ride or die queens
Flipping bums into kings when they show 'em who they

game pretty strong
Paper getting long
My love can’t do no wrong
Pushback
Many can’t hang on
Cuz I’m only made for one
Lord put him on
Pushback
I’d give

that shook
On Lord of the Mics, you spat ounce of green
Kano spat ounce of B
Believe you got outclart, yeah
Will, you'll be on top as
Long as the drought

Luminal light rays she'll be living in the stars forever

Mum, you are the sweetest soul, 
You have been through more than people know, 
May the Lord bless

on my own, can't catch me sharecroppin
But you could stand by my side, if I'm batman, be my robin
You're already robbin my heart,
Hit and run race, had me

want it all guts the glory gots the pain and more
Yeah it’s all in the name I’m on
For the game I pause, what it takes to be great ma boy
You pump

Lord
Know you gotta pray man
And don't just pray man, believe
Believe in that shit
Pray for this shit
Pray to get lit
Pray for the big, house by

with the Glock, runnin' up in yo' spot 

But if it wasn't for the Bronx 
This rap shit probably never would be going on 
So tell me where you from?

phrase

He who finds a bae find a good thing

And favour in the eyes of the lord

That’s why I dey hustle tight so my blessing no go take long

Even though

feared, I couldn’t imagine 
Strong father was a fraction after treatment had happened
Dad was shrunk up in his cheekbones, shrunk to the core
Oh my Lord

path
Where conceit and deceit meet, and sin creeps in
So we begin to sing the same song that the not-so-strong saints sang
Standing around babbling on,

I had to get optimistic
But Lord please don't let it all be in vain
I pray
For all those who bear the weight
But too strong so won't convey
They need

TO
STcY CHIPS DIVERSIFY/
TREES BY THE POUND MY LORD
BcCK FLIP YOU HEcRD THE GUY/
PUT EM THEY PLcCE SUN/
SHOW EM HOW IT'S GOTTc BE
FOOT TO Dc FcCE BUM/
SHOW

yeah I'm strong by the king
Yeah the wicked one don't got no hold on me no more
Yeah I'm dwelling in the Lord, I'm standing on the shore
And I'm staring

The VIP bus move like 11pm 
Den we dey go Ga 
B4 we climb top we kill fufu 
4 Kejetia 
Then the nyanya overchill 
But at least no preacher 
Dey put

Bad mind people they can’t stop a thing
Every ghetto youths must have a dream
The limit is the Sky trust in the king
With the Father by my side I

would be on my own by now
And don't get me wrong, mom and dad are the best
But we all gotta grow up and move out
In the meantime, I'm still pretty new

on my face a fake one
Can't trust a soul, they might snake something
Hope my team believe in me when I say we gon' be something
Meezy put my head against

Lord only knows what the fuck I'm on
Do no wrong, smoking out the bong, write another song
Get out my feelings, always come back strong
Always come back