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with a little makeup
For them streets you had loyalty
But God intended you for royalty
You said you'd never let the homies go
Watch I let the sun shine,

First giving honor to God I think that you know the rest
Jesus the King of the Jews sound like I play for the Nets
Shorty be thinking she funny, but

BigDuke
Long Live Lil T nigga
Aye
Bitch I grew up on the block
Johns Ave 5th ward
Everybody getting pape opp niggas pissed poor
You the type to steal

the house, sheets keep me warm
What I gotta say, day by day, I live my life to you I pray
All my works for your namesake, today I give to you my praise LORD

prayers fore I eat the food
Thank God I ain't in the news
Shot up locked up chained by the blues
I gotta get mine can't be played by you dudes
I want

Intermission
I took a break from all that
Looking for the money so I made a contact
I'm a super hero
Stacking on more zeros
Ice on me subzero
I'm like John in

the hands of Fish and John Paul uhhh
Roll the tape roll the tape
Perfect things fall in line
Good things for who waits
Great things take time
Don't you ever

of trusting God)
(And also my message to anyone)
(Who has ever gone astray)
(Jesus can save anyone and everyone)
(No matter who you)
(Or what you've done)
(What

state
Dictated by gender
If I said I'm good then nigga I'm simba
The hottest embers turn to december
I done the simmer flicker
Til it's no mor shimmer in

myself to the point where I'm losing on part of my stash
Too much going on
People ain't seen a thing like John
By the time they do the problems been gone

blew steel like John Wayne, they need more luck than Tom Payne
I'm a shooter like Denzel, he got game, I'll strike you down, like God came
Bitch, you

death is one thing I can't escape
Okay

Yahweh
He is merciful gracious and just
To forgive you instead of merking you
Jehovah God He is merciful
Jesus

knowing how loved I am by the great I AM
You know my life's in his hands
He the one with the plans
He the one who I stand for
When I'm done praising, you

Turned Barney's ancestors into carbon back pressure
In the dummies guide to becoming smarter crash testers
I'm not easily blarneyed by artisan crayon

him in a blender
Had to take his face, ain't no got ya nose
40 poppin 4, you can get ya 4 for 4
Hangin' with the killers, everybody john doe
Keep my

You think my god
Would let a miserable 
Miniscule, little you
Fuck with me 
Police, get a clue
Capiche 
I'm in a mood 
To unleash 
My pen 
Is full

like Elton John
They don't follow rules on the road It's wrong
Or they sing like Jamie Foxx
Be acting blind
Then the ting get popped
Double tap that wap

gods hands
So karma gon shoot ya
Them head shots took like a photograph
A focused path
Show boat loads Of blue face cash
Put in work or you get ass out

ain't breaking loose

These niggas be lemons on God they be sour
I'm feeling like fifty cent I got the power
I Run my own business fuck paid by the hour

just came from busting p's
Staying away from enemies
Twelve get a hold of niggas and they copping pleas to get free
She gone bless me like I'm god

the whole load out they pay what ever I charge
Big Pharma in Walgreens I go by John wall
Man tell me how many pints can a nigga score
Broad daylight damn I

Bitch in the kitchen whippin hittin spittin on buddha she fuckin for free
On god Ima murder this beat
Hoes sucky sucky on my d
Neat on the streets

getting their hands dirty 
Tradies on the job site
Fly in, fly out, working all the long nights
Yeah, waking up long before the sunrise
No days off from

find it back
Snakes got hands
Not tryna dap
If I don't fuck with you
Imma find the strap
Bitches all want Black Chyna ass
Whack ass dudes still tryna rap