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living, was drivin' me mad
Cause i am what i am, i can never change
I still mean that the glory is a spiritual thing
Love can not be given by just two

My entire life
I've been sewing
I've been saving
There is nothing
That i can do
To liberate
My bride
There's nothing i can do
To keep her by my side

and I'm excited
But if I keep looking at it I might get blinded
That's why I'm putting in work yeah you see me grindin'
I'm sure half of the population is

pussy from the back
She got on garments but I know the shit is fat
Major Leauge, we breakin records, that's a fact
I treat you good if I like how the way

nation
Blinded by all this racist, shit that they cover-up
Middle fingers to politics
Suck my dick, and drown in my cum
Don’t it taste just like victory?

average or typical
This shit is real not satirical 

Play with this shit it get clinical

Connected for life 

Metaphysical 
Spiritual
Biblical

They never

a box chocolate
In my dm I'm running these hoes like forest
Woah
Shout out my brother my twin he gone ball like his last name morris
She not a saint she

Spiritual shots by the doc
Where Jeepers Creepers a get you a M-4
Shells-a-peel you like a red-head hoe

Scale the Virgo from the weigh-in
Ahh Hell...

I'm pulling a slot
Before the Patrick's Days plot
Before that NBA shot
Pilots and Strafers on hearts

I'm pulling hot
Spiritual shots by the doc
Where

feathers 
Gucci the drip this belt that I’m wearing is leather 
Watch on my wrist change the weather
All of that hate yeah that shit it was so toxic 
Now I’m

Yet Again

Intro: 
Everytime a nigga stop trapping someone take his place
Every time a nigga find a path he see another way
Learned to trust

This song is called everybody rap the same cus ain't nodbody rapping bout the shit we need to be rappin bout man and that's black empowerment ya

that...
Gotta take my mind back
Take me back to when I had less of what I had now
Better thank God!
Better throw your hands up when he plays his part!
Man,

Damm
The way that I feel how can I tell if it's real
I gotta put you inside of my will cuz you be giving me chills
Getting me by you know that I need

A lion and a jaguar on the same beat
Now my time is almost up, time to pay the fee
Cuz I might free style but my style ain't free

Shebi Omo to ba pawo de

spiritual shit
But since I've been stuck with you give me a miracle bitch
She wanna keep me in a bottle like some miracle whip
Money chasin' so I was

The worst of all possible snakes 
is psychological, spiritual, personal, internal.
No walls however tall will keep that out.
Even if the fortress

do
I cancel every negative word I have spoken
That is contrary to the word of God
Out of the good treasures of my heart
Only good things shall come

The door is ajar
I walk
I don't pace
It's easy
To think those yeezys can tease me
Aye
Fuck around and left my brain at my mommas
Place
She always gives me

a man,
A lonely tortured traitor disturbed by life,
Please help him great creator,
To see your light and feel your warmth,
And in return he'll offer blood,

putting in work till the day we blow
And still we putting in work till the day we go
Off to a better a place
But for now is the race
That we running, set

spiritually subscribed
I was just a jiveturkey
Now I'm healed by his stripes
Blessed and made in His image
And this grace is a privilege
Yeah my soul roll long

of interest
Spiritual indifference
Blamed on God
Mine was stumbling
Tryna balance
His position under cross
They don’t mention
Holy Scriptures
That's depicting

talking Will Smith when he told his little cousin
Act mad stupid and these bully’s don’t want nothing
See I’m just me nothing more nothing lesser
Catch you