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Chop chop
Bodies drop
Whop whop
Props, bops to opps
Stop hip-hop homicide
Homie, show me the state can relate
St. Luke, St. John, St. Matthew

Wee Willie John McFadden was
A loyal Orange Prod
Who thought that Ian Paisley was just
One step down from God
He thought they ate the children
In

even need it cause we'll end up, up in God's home
Billionaire status wanna follow me where I go
(What, yeah)
While the kids smoke
Light a blunt for two

Let's go
It's hard living
I walk by faith I grew up Christian
Momma gave me no choice but to trust religion
If there's a price on my soul who gon pay it

the biggest of em all
I match energy , I can tell they waiting on me to fall
God was telling me, yo nigga tryna cross you, John Wall, John Wall

I don't fuck

When last I saw John Williams
A young man full of pride
To have his bride of just four days 
Stand shyly by his side

He laughed and slapped me

known by sending His Angel to His Servant John
Who testifies to everything He saw; that is
The Word of God and The Testimony of Yahshua KrYst
Blessed is

hit Caballo Hills by 'Minster market
You'd spark the blunt while I find a place to stop and park it
Both in awe at how the city view lights up

Niggas shook my hands but I know deep down they don't even like me
Six feet under by my lonely, that's kinda likely
My homies been droppin' dead since 2019

doesn't know what his lord does
But I have called you friends
And that is John 15:15
My Comforter lives within
The peace of God which surpasses all

Luther, the junior king
He fought for equality to sing hand in hand, a man of God, brought many thoughts to rise
Ever feel a bit uneasy about his final time

I ain't no Romeo, talk bull, this ain't no rodeo, no rodeo
Song going to drop
God bringing me and John up to the top
You heard us in a song we can not

Time and time oh again I find
Myself struggling
To comprehend this covenant
That you choose to keep me in
I'm astonished by your ability
To see what

didn't survive
Ja'Quan quantum leaped to afterlife
10 years after our Mother died
Be careful with that urn my Uncle's inside
They sit side by side where I

superstars
Extra-large players like kareem abdul jabbar
Word to god, pun, my crew won't give a fuck who you are
We do our job like we part of the mob, shoot up

Invested in a gun cus they a kill me with my hands up
Every day I wake I think of ways to run my bands up
So I can get away
Told em I ain’t looking

Ahh aah
You ain't gotta say too much just one call I'll be there in a rush
You're back on the wall and you're hands on my back
Woah
Come baby let's

protector, the one who represented the image of God
So I was always at a loss whenever my organs began to fail, and I looked so frail, and Mama would look so

(Dead Eyez God psyche)

Man listen
I know everyone's got a few shit stories
And Every soul's bound to suffer
But I was born plagued by starving

his presence there is fulness of joy
The word he hath spoken to me gives me fulness of joy
John chapter 15 man abides in the vine
I'm walking by faith

Symphony 2000

EPMD

Def Jam 200x

on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slaying gcrews in icu
Battling, using hockey rules
For Keith Murray, doc gon' cock these tools
Rollin down like

just like the flash as people pass us by,
Hands raised to the sky, wondering whether to touch it or testify
Let these legends be rectified, cause when I

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YOU cRE MY GOD

I'm John Henry with the mic
Freed slave from society
Hammer hand pounded words
Recorded for propriety
Sinking my iron bars deep
Keep on reminding me