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been undervalued for a min
That shit has been making me be kind of mean
I've been in the cold from a child I was scorned
Burned the whole town down

All things are possible through Christ who strengthens me
Gives me joy and peace cause I'm his masterpiece
Times may be hard but since his love's

and cried
Praying that the streets don't take her oldest child from her side
And I be wanting to crash out and I can't even lie
If the time ever come then

really had a good life, what you knew bout that
My dad said go make a rack to go get a stack My momma said go make it my child you gon bring it back

a fool trying to be cool with everybody,
Wanna be gangsta living like a carbon copy,
Manhood is sloppy his mind frame had him trapped in the devils game,

curse
Uncultured and dying of thirst
But the roof over my head said it could be worse
I didn't have to fight
Or climb out the dirt

I was just a child it

My potnas got more bricks than Shaq shooting at the 3-point
Woke up pouring Wok in my coffee, I do this every morning
Jugg before I rap, to be

But you stuck by me
Just like you said you would


Hey I know, that enough is enough
But you shouldn't be talking 'bout
Givin' it up
Turn it loose
It

for the racks 
Broke and love a hoe one day she gon had break yo heart
No we ain't born with a silver spoon but he striving hard to gi my child 
Praying

Oh, but nobody knows how she's cryin'
She's just a child goin' on seventeen
She gets so confused by her friends and their scenes
They don't mean what

you're more than a trophy

I'll never be your side cause I'm hooked like a dolphin
Trust in me, let me give you everything you need
Said I'm ready

time is running out
Anything with me on it would be a good song
Run a check, I'm excited, we headed true north
You can't hit me up to talk about some

It's nothing but my crime
I'm born that way
It blows away

Be as good
As you can be
That's the life
You will see
Blow up your mind
Or blow your soul

Let's be transparent, what the problem is
There's none equal to this so good luck solving it
Nothing subliminal bout my dominance
A clear step above

but I can't 
Take my eyes off of you 

No I'd never hear a word of it and maybe nor should I
Nothing doing of any use, who needs to be reminded
Dreaming

louder
Got me thinkin' bout us
Pour up for the pain, I don't feel nothing
Brody feel a type of way, he ready to drill something
I know any day could be

to show the reflection of Christ
Could you fight the evil if all the good was gone
Who could stop the hate if love was nowhere to be found
Could I find

(They're coming to get you, Barbara)
(Stop it! You're ignorant!)
(They're coming for you, Barbara)
(Stop it! You're acting like a child!)
(They're

the fuckin' serpent
I'ma be the fuckin' reason
Pick you like an apple, motherfucker, you been eatin'
Now you fuckin' outcast you got tricked good by the demon

I'm a sweet boy. If you've met me it's clear
But my humour is twisted and fucked up and weird
Could be how I cope when the sadness runs wild
Could be

For what? When no one accepts, they only reject
And I only expect to be treated as an equal
Yet always surrounded by these demonic people
They

we slept where killers be at
I want them figures to stack cause I just wanna be wealthy
Wasn't spoiled as a child my Grand-momma couldn't help me
Cause

cheese, no smile
Oh wow
Run a hundred miles
Count my blessings, I do it by the pile
Can't fool me with the way these girls on the gram go and throw a bible

the pitch night it ain’t right all the fiends be out friday night
And these punks is shyest so say good bye to lil Imani in the morning light
Split second