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He is the One we call Immanuel - God with us
He did not just become Immanuel in Isaiah chapter 7, let alone in Matthew chapter 1, but He has always

get your Draco back 

Bout to show these rap niggas how to do it
I'm from Jonesboro but my family from the A 
I'm from a city of violence and you don't

Started in a broken home family was tight
But we had to fight for scraps
Pain was the price

Stepping over bodies just to pick up a buck
The youngest

I can tell just by your face this part of us been gone for so long
And I know there's no replacing what we had going on for so long
But when it

down the road
Who want smoke, don't hit my jack
You know I'm on sixth, or I'm right up the road
I'm chillin' by Moh's
You know where I'm at, the hood

and my baby got into another fight
I know the drill but it feels like the last time
She called me up to tell me I was alone
I slept it off by the side

coming home
Baby blue sky
Lullabies told
Out on this road
Where did you go
I'm coming home
Keep it in my system
I don't need to cross no bridges
When I'm

When ya, when ya spaceship make the earth dip like this
Only then could I take you on a trip like this
Until then
You can catch me on the road
Maybe you

since I lived like an orphan  powered by the liquid reality injected into the veins by needle, in a fucking foster house of hell, and mother and father,

[Verse 1] 
Slowly drifting away, 
Wave after wave I, 
Feel it much deeper as the days go by, 
Yeah, 
You tell me you need the space, 
I'm saying

plate
This life of mine, I put it on high stakes
On the go 24/7 putting cash in the bank

Smoke in the air, I've been clouded by you
I got so many scars,

bridges to bring black men back to their senses
I hit my homies, and hope they'd be willing to share a piece of their story
There's so much glory,

band way back in the 20s.  I worked there
with him plum until he went out on the road by hi'self … and it cut me out
again.  And then I started working

family 
That 7 pounds but you ain't hearing me 
I'm not doing any errands for niggas who ain't sharing keys 
I'm airing shells you'll fear to see 
No more

This is my toxic reality I had
To get it right off of the block
I gotta schedule i'm up and i'm
Trapping this bread by seven
O'clock people don't

Watching all my friends and family turn their backs except a small few
Growing colder by the minute all this pain that I have eaten
Building bridges over

through grad school
On the road less traveled had to take the back route
Shoutout Kate the great she a nomad too
Her behind the lens like me with a pen like

Hear my voice in every nook and
Cranny hills peaks and valleys
Bridges to back roads door ways to alleys
From little infants to great great grannies

of what she worth
The game made her lose feelings
Baby broke so I burnt bridges with her cuz she talk round pillows
I put my whole life on the line cu lose

to hide)
I remain where the rebels be
(Hold my head to the sky)
Built a home, I ain't need a lease
(Got my family by my side)
I contain rage, and hella beast

evident that we living every day living life 
some people live to 6 7 thousand days and shot shot die by a gun stabbed by  a knife
my mind is so

the lie, I leaned it leaving it by
The road so long, even if I could get back now
Nothing left but a heave and a sigh
I just proceed to rely on myself
'Cause

"Born To Be"
(Words and Music by Geoff Moore and Jimmie Lee Sloas)

Chorus
Hey now people come along with me,
Take a little ride down through

family 
he's ready to sacrifice 
And one day he'll be back 
but now its time to BREAK away 

CHORUS

Yes he's gone On his road to Babylon 
Yes he's gone,