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to god
Or who's pretending to be
Like I said what world are you seeing
With the screen in front of your eyes
Somebody is gonna call this a lie
I guess I'm

Echo

Nas

POISON

2018

it, yeah
From Newark to BX to Queens
Came back, man, we say "Who next?" Yeah, yeah, yeah
Toast to the kings, yeah
Toast to the queens up in here,

Flipmode Enemy #1

Rampage

Scouts Honor...By Way of Blood

1997

[Intro: Serious]
Yo remember we was goin down to the mall
To get the juniors with some cheesecake
And these crums was in the front
You know what

and believe and harvest
Seed for the girls who's looked down by the world set em free
(Let me switch it up a little bit)
Took our credit didn't need a loan

it is only because although they've hidden their lies, I still see them
Are we agreed, then? That America is ruled by greedy men
That's how it has

scream and shout hip-hop hooray
Will I roll another J? Mehn probably
Lover boy by night and a hit-man by day
There's some things I have to say, if I had my

seat for so long
And I've sat shotgun, awaiting my next destination
It pains me to say I've grown bitter overtime
Apathetic even, overly competitive

the memories last
It's the past

If I got you still standing by my side
Be it known that I won't break down and hide
Cause struggles in this life will surely

wasted
And all the years that I just sat
Around
How habits I had formed had turned to thorns that nearly tore me down
Addiction took so much it sucks

on the table.”
Jerry: “Are you saying penis or peanuts?”
Doc: “Damn the public! I didn’t say that someone else did. Crack is a different kind of puff! Any time

forgotten how put down we are?

I am frightened by the crowd.
For we are getting much too loud.
And they'll crush us if we go too far.
If they go too far....

forgive, Father forgive
You know the one that made man, made slaves
Father forgive us for our actions, we are brave

For we the image of you, that's what

I shall fear no man but God...
Though I walk through the valley of death
Check check check
1,2,1,2
Check check check
Triple D boy
It’s The Prince boy

of stress
Fearing I and my neighbor will be stuck in this mess?
I can't fix this, I am only one man.
You are God, I am not; I can't do what you can.
You know

a pitch fork
And this love is really genuine but I’ll leave up to god let him judge it 
Cut the strings off of this puppet,
I’ll runaway like Harriet Tubman

leave you winded
Ask Wendy from when she went and did it (Peterpan)
Many achievements are confetti in the end kid
Justice mends all that was offended
By

abused by the worst for a long time
Niggas act like bitches
And women wanna be niggas
Until them tables turn
That's when you start feeling that friction

omen
Had the call a cab but my man was right over
The table with a tray of shots and more kept coming
Hugging the bottle my head on the counter
Almost

em
I come in dope with the feature I'm sipping Cogn by the liter
Man I been smoking since Easter and I ain't consider ceasing
You should be careful

behind my back
Got him to trust u like u had my back
You are a snake dressed like a snack
you went to the cops told em I was the man
So when they came pick

crows
God bless me energize me with more volts
By multiplying my hustle in four folds
When life goes smoothly all we do is thank the Lord
When the table

The Option
Passing the ball, handing it off, tryna go far
Trusting in God yuh
Ima purpose driving man
Yet on faith I stand
In my heart I make my plans
But it's

Private jet
Destinations 
Jesus Christ 
Levitation 
God you are greatest 
I'll never for sake you 
You got my body protected 
You got my spirit un-breakable

so thankful
Yeah it was painful
But I'm guarded by angels
I know my enemies watching
They time is tick tocking while I'm breaking bread at the table