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are weary and full with supper  
Jesus walks off a way by himself
Finally he leans back on a tree, sinks to the ground
And prays

Abba
My soul is deeply

robbery heists whenever I may so I’m bout the movement cowered is worthless my purpose bless the game with foul verses swerve a Maserati all over the earths

Overcome adversity my message spread
They didn't believe in me but its okay
They will see my name as long as they live days

This travel that I've taken is

Malcolm like by any means necessary
Im black and proud i got the spirit of Nzinga
Im Nat Turner poking out his middle finger
See in my former life i was

?Apathy'
Speaking my name is blasphemy, so call me your majesty
Majestic phonetics begin to affect your reality
Religiously, I mystically chant and recite

stopping us
He ain't loyal to the dream then he ain't one of us
Only real ones in ma end and we all got it from the dust
Live by a few rules  loyalty is

Commission
Said to do baptism
This my call of duty
Man I must complete the mission
Respawn in Heaven
Lamb's book of life
My name ain't missing
Yeah respawn in

been a dog all my life, phrase is coined from my tale
Can't flip, But if I listen to my head I want tail
And if you gotta man, you know I won't tale
But

your name, the divisions
Oh my God, save us
Send an Arc Angel
Oh my God, A Light

And From the sky is coming down The Angel
A sorrowful soul who's

and a dealer
I told you niggas pay my shit
all you haters spam but you like my shid
niggas offended
I've been on charts
playlists in
yes you know me
my name is

the hell 
I'm going through I'm never showing you
Doctor said I had a mental illness with a penicillin yeah im curing you
Still in denial my brain is in

smalltown stars
they still parade
the same old boulevards

you got to let it slide
find another way
and don't you listen to me
I've had my say
the beach is

touched
By an angel (haha)
From this angle; they think I'm Kurt I'll hurt you it's damn true (Oh it's damn true)
Don't use my name in vain screaming "damn

being
Never to speaks my name again

You see me
You see the pain in my eyes
The blood running from my wrists
Your neglect
Is your Judas kiss

Will you ask

weird
Rap is good, but I will clap 'em still and fuck up my career (facts)
I ain't worried 'bout a jail
Don't give a fuck about them years (uh-uh)

, the booth is the Louvre at high tide
The Louvre is a booth of the loot from my side
I choose to go tooth and nail ‘til ya eyes wide
The youth follow suit ‘til

the stu for hours trying to make sense of the cowards
Who never spoke up, when our names got dragged through all those rumors
My sense of humor is what

and said do it
Them niggas in your camp could be Judas
Throw Dirt on my name cause there filled with hate
I tell them while there down there dig another

gives me some sugar
Feels like Gospel
Praising His name and thanking the ways he made it possible
Accomplishing things, the girl of my dreams
I feel

y’all remind of Judas
Bunch of molerat niggas change y'all names back to Rufus
If you told on ya nigga you can't be where the crew is
Put a 5.7 bullet in

Emmanuel the Son of man
HalleluJcH YESHUc (Mashiach)
I praise Him (Jesus Christ)
I praise Him (The Messiah)
My name is D. G. M. I. c. M. (I am not that

like, who is next to oppose?
Similar names who go through a sinister change
And, think it's a miniature phase
And look with a sinister gaze I finished

Welcome back
I think the only way to describe this is
Is nothing like before
Nothing like before at all
That was my last time falling
When it's time

like Luke Skywalker
Your mind I want to conquer
My mind is stronger
These beats I slaughter
Don't want to end up a martyr
Want to earn a billion like