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constantly aiming to be ALL that He’s called us to be.
In a nutshell, it’s running music for the Christian walk.
and stole my wallet
He was prolly scared he had to leave all my belongs
I can't even sweat because it's W's in my faucet
I can even sweat cause I profit from
in white gowns
My face resembled
What was a frown?
Perplexed by my surrounding place
I saw a man with a bright face
I could feel the presence
do eat
Play by rules and you might live
And I try to do this shit for the kids
But y'all got different prerogatives
And y'all rot in hell
And I dwell
conform to what He say
If there's a storm in the way, I'll have to walk into it
Because I'll probably find my Savior in there talking to it
We're soldiers
my demographics, see how this was crafted and drafted
There's precision in the incision
I'm not Christian or Catholic or any other religion
I'm just
song's for all you fuckers who go look at me with hate
And I'mma put you in your place for being a major waste of space
There's some hidden criticism
the world but were lost beneath surface
Need to fix a lot of things before our situation worsens
Walking in the garden but were tempted by the serpent
As he
my Glock up
Like I'm Sosa
Sosa
Sosa
Sosa
Sosa
Sosa
Sosa
Sosa
Sosa
Yeah
Yeah
Round three
It's gonna be a long song
It's all a freestyle by the way
the best in us
And I still
Would really rather
Keep it all real
Because he matters
And maybe we can chill
And let him have us
It was never my will
Im lifting
somehow they were in my head
Suddenly I started to see places I had never seen
I became a countless eyes entity
And I experienced all this dreams
All
Slapped with fake charges and questioned
We’re here to live, we forget it
So all my kid beef got deaded i got no time
For who said it
Drive-by with TECs
UP
FUCKING WITH THEM NIGGAS, WHO WANNA WET ME UP
THEY WANNA, LEAVE ME
I GOTTA BABY AND HE NEED ME
WHEN THEY SEEN ME, I HAD MY GUN ON ME IN TD
Bi-polar Christian
Grammy, wipe my tears
Papa Vernon died not too long ago
I know my momma feel his spirit in the air
It ain't clear from her face
But jai
to me and sell me all those fantasies
Can't you see, my darling, what you do to me
I guess I'm like putty, in your hands, you see
Now I think it's time
he standing on
I broke all of the rules of gravity
Exonerate me mom
(Momma!)
Spitting truth I'm looking like a llama
Ketchum all collecting all my
He says
There's a man in my merlot
He tells me where to go
Only when I'm gone so easy
Like a tiger by its toe
Don't know how I lose hold
I'll never
at the chance to
Look at, look at, look at my feelings, yea
I'm just saying
"American hardship" is an arrogant concept
Don't fall like the pair in the garden
By
Shinin' my light while the people pray
Choirboy baby
A cappella singer from a higher plane
I let him hear my little vocals and he said, "You're in"
I go
(Hey fool) (alright)
I really don't think that he gets the concept... at all
Ain't nobody trying to creep... stop by, and stop being a creep
Calling all cars
We have an all-points bulletin out
For two Caucasian males
The first, RA the Rugged Man
The second being, Diabolic
Wanted in
flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so
I'm on fire (here we go now)
Everybody's in a rush to try
Might not wanna leave her round me alone
He mad cause his hoe twerk to all of my songs (She twerking twerking)
He mad cause he found out I took his hoe
his curiosity grew
So he asked those kings to drop by
And my great great great great great great granddad
He wondered why
So the Magi told old
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