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"I tell you this brothers flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God"
"Nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable"
"Behold, I tell you

got behind me
Her hands on my shoulders
I compete with the ballers to acquire
Her order yeah
Passed her the dob flying freezer by 3
She said thank you

just drifts
Well dear Lord, this is it, time to prove that you're legit
Through what I'm bout to commit, just guide me through this eclipse
This is

Forgive me Lord while I write this shit it's getting tough
Half of my battles are with you but I ain't giving up
What you taught me on these days

day
We thank the Lord, the only one could afford
To pay the price for the lives of those who died upon the way
The faith to wade in the water, knowing

the consequences for our actions 
The earth is dying and there's nothing we can do about it 
But thank the lord we can tweet while we pout about it 
Hashtag save

myself up to the wrong people
For them to get that close
To the point that I say, is this what you want
I was
Up late night watching Coachella
On Ustream,

Be target practice
If you thank I'm bluffing
Motor mouths ain't ever allowed
They come around
We change the subject
I'm still the same
I won't change

I'm Blessed

Casey Veggies

Live & Grow [LP]

2015

just thank the lord I made a way
How'd I get this far, it gotta be fake
Ride around, I got jesus all on my chain, all on my chain
My pops tell me that

down to you, so thank you for your help
I know you still up there probably DJing for god
Keeping a lookout for the ones that aint so sure
On what they

November
She deserve the whole planet
Heartbroken on a Wednesday
Still buzzing through the work week
Let me hit you when I'm landing
No Pacific Standard
Your

a passion
Forever Rare till I lie in my casket
I'm good, thank you for not asking
I cried when I wrote this song, cause I got faith, I'm holding on
My feet

Be Real [Chopped & Screwed Album Version]

Lil Scrappy

Be Real [Chopped & Screwed]

2005

just twelve years old on thirteen skin and bones 
That's why I thank my heart to sell dope
I gives a fuck about none of you hoes
All you fake thugs

Metallic 4s, grape 5s, purple royalty
Fresh for the Kingdom
All legal plus the tithed in
Ask me how I get the increase
You know I'm tithing
The Lord say go

without you
The truth? Man, doubtful
But every morning I wake
Perplexed by a complex that I been tryna sedate
Like how I still fucking love you after all

Honey don’t go letting that joker get you down
There aint a girl on this block that ain’t been played by a clown

Man WORD what I heard about your wife

as far as I can away from my girl cause I rather her hurt all them other dudes
And I thank God for everything but still can't tell you I believe in him
I

thank God and I gotta say grace
I'm a young king you can check on MySpace
Bet the lord knows when I make a mistake
Yeah check your mate pin him

a lick, he caught a case, and went the jail
Thank the LORD that chain was real, we had to pawn it -paid the bail
Did that diamond test, and prayed when he

Infantile phases
Pass like stages
Too fast to be appreciated
Turn the last page of the book
And
Thank God
That we've finally made it
Oh lord
You can hear me

Michelin slice, and it didn't come from cooking pork
Thank the lord that I never read a book in law
I don't know how I made it still
Sentenced to the meds,

amethyst rocks
Y'all lookin like analysts stop tryna dissect
Me by my watch playa
My mind frame it is far greater
Than the steering wheel that I grip
You

The Lord promised a new body
Nothing like a Bugatti
Focused on immortality
So I threw away my Ducati
Hope arising all the way up to the penthouse

business shit to do
If you don't celebrate the small wins what's wrong with you
Get it how you live
Thank god I don't have a kid
Too young to commit
Cuffin