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by the cop
Cops when I got hot pursuit
But I'm on a different route
Pass those in dispute
So I can plant my roots
Be a living tree call me Groot
I need

'm a pharaoh, don't think I heard him clear though
Yeah, I'm a king, sky's the throne, I sit and stand on
They said that I'm a beast on these beats, you know I

death the bars shall break
Midst of glories all divine
Satisfied I shall awake
Clasp hs feet, and call him mine

Mine, mine, mine
The promise often read

find the devils lies they are so pretty
I call upon the name of the Lord so that I may be saved

by that floyd

I’m dancing with the devil
Gotta send some more to the f*ckin lord

Go talk to god 

That lil girl thought she been playing me saw it

the light change
Game sewed up don't know ya by name
Yeen nobody all in my face
That's alright that's what they all say

Big K.R.I.T really make his own beats

to listen to your shit list
Cause bitch i got a list of my own lil cousin just crashed the whip
God please let me pray to this song
Please lord give him

stripes like Adidas
He a family guy
So I call him peter
Imma real nigga baby
Not a fake bone
Smoking out the ounce
Rollin up in V lone
Lil mama super thick

those street flaws
Every move is in play, no luxury's to stop, pause
One clause, any means, that mindset destroys dreams

By all means, go hard and don't

to pieces is what I call art
Driven by a cold feeling flowing down my spine
Savor the beginning of god's end and its entire bloodline
Look straight into these

Used to cop it by the sheet, take it home, get to chopping
My whip was a piece of shit needed to loot to get it fixed
Plus I wanted to glist the wrist

do magic, word to David Blaine
And that's my nigga Slimm, sights set on greater gains
Rep the same city but I promise that we ain't the same
Call me

I'm brand new
And I be balling on these snakes like it's FAMU
Yeah we gon sing for the lord, we gon dance too
They say Bryson call out sin too much, we

on knots I do my shoulder roll
Show to show, cuts mixed up by bro
I let the rxot roll
Too much to live for to stop the flow
Plotting mode, drop and roll

Like a knife 
All her mates just pushing it in 

Now my mind, it’s full of sin 

But I chose that night to stay in

I regret not leaving him in that car

of the broken stuff? 
So let me stay a while and I’ll just wait right here
Between memories of him just my memories of her
Oh let me linger from a distance, check

that raw
Fuck with this tip and she ball out, "Lord"
Buss my- in your gyal like crud
Pum pum bruk up, everything mad (mm-mm)

Yo, yo, I got more

faith
Who lived life devout
She was told that she would be conceived by the Holy Spirit
And give birth to Christ
Who knew one day she'd witness her only

The judgment closed by justice
Chains that bound now broken
Call all souls to join as one

Chorus:
Come and worship Christ the Newborn King
Come and worship

you in my arms again

Verse 2

(Lou)

I want yuh call d doctor for me

Tell him I need a heart surgery

I really can't take this pain no more

Really

calls
But I just let it ring and I don't go near it
I turn the volume up so that
I can't hear it ring
My ear drums rumble my lungs vibrate
I'm in my own

see it through eyes of my pop you can call him Mister
Reminiscent on the past get his eyes misty
I get misty wit em
One day will come when parents

Street Veteran [Part 2]

Mr. Hyde

Barn of the Naked Dead

2004

up the holes, the blood is gushing a lot

Put on my brass knuckles, hit you wit a jab or two

Now I'm sent to stab a dude, turn him into magget food

the life of Jesus Jones
 
You meet a man they call the chef and you ask him what can he cook
He pauses for a moment and with a smile says, "just the books"