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(Grr)
(Gr GrrRrr)
Wit' my ninjas we be movin' up, it's our time, yuh (Tick tock)
Keep you posted up, on tha pole, let it shine, yuh (Shine up)
Little

the Lord and pass the ammunition
His truest paint-by-number lyric
Specialize in plagiarize
A style he can mimic, oh yeah

There's good men to shoot at,

and trembling, oh lord
Bringing the rain and the thunder
Running the game on your sister
If you a two face lying trick
You better pray I don't wonder
There's only

copy written
And oh lord
We know that they will never feel
The rap raw, we hard as fucking power drills
And i'm for the talk, if you got all the skill

5,4,3,2,1... A finger on the button, launch it toward the sun, sore across the ocean... 
The shining in our eyes, illuminated by, fire from

wake up by your side

God knows where to and when

Yeah I will hold the faith Lord

She will come ´round again


I´m the search mode connector

And I got

Otherwise all religions will collide 
Without you we'll collide
I'm a confessor
Oh Lord have mercy with my sins 
Without you we'll collide...


Words

pretend everything's cool
So we just make lies, and hide behind our facades

I just can't bear it no
My days are just passing by
Stuck firmly on this ground

sinking ship
but you don't seem to notice it

Somewhere out there in our minds
straight lines
shameless glory 
oh lord nice story

Remember back two 

Iremi ade ooo aayy
Iremi ade ooo aayy
Iremi ade ooo aayy
Iremi ade ooo aayy
Iremi ade ooo aayy

Oh Lord am not small to use Benz
Mi o fe magun okada lor

friends to the end
Friends to the end, oh lord, friends to the end

Got a billions of stories that I could tell
I ain't naming no names
But it's like we all

created that seen cause that nigga just sin too

I'm outside you inside I will make you come out and grind cause nobody really wanna die
Oh lord please

Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you." Declares the lord
"Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, Plans to give you hope

type
If half the books are right
Yeah just keep the baggage light
Halfway to right the wrongs
Spurred by the words from the side we're on
If you got

Chimney Letters (words and music by Marty Falle) 

When I was a child on our Tobacco farm
I'd sit with my Mama and rest in her lovin' arms
cnd I'd

you
Oh Lord, I just die
Your beauty's like nothin
I've seen in my life
I'll love you forever
Long after I'm gone
Past the gates of Heaven
Our love will

The final bell

It's a mean mean mean 
Old world
It's a mean mean mean old
World.. 
But there's a flash of light in
Every thunderstorm 


Lord our God
Why

thin. 
Where the veil wears thin and you enter in.

Oh Lord won't you, come and break through, meet us here in this place. 

Take me where the veil wears

My therapist said my trauma is valid.
Even though I don’t talk about my stepdad being an addict. 
And bumping into my real dad by accident

watch this and
Touch the ground
With you,
But it's not me.
And I guess that shit's just hauntin'

Oh my lord I'm
Losing patience
Isn't this what I'd been

fighting like Poseidon
Our lyrics are my trident, holy hand grenade Putting people to silence
Word to the renegades, we don't condone violence, no
Let it be

Oh gather 'round let the country soul speak
In the quiet of the morning where the faith runs deep

Down by the creek under a willow tree
I find my

soul
My soul

I put that on my soul
Lord knows
Won't bend
Won't break
Won't fold
Oh no 

614 
Riding dirty
Sitting low
(Real Nigga)
Never fold
Hitting

more
Pop one in the head while I'm wearing fedora 
Thinking to myself like where were you lord
Oh god

She wanna see me down 
She wanna see me fail
She