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of this presence
Spread through the mass with praise on high got eve tryna fuck around 7
Baptized by the quick few
After choir practice hit a round two
Hit

As I rise up I hope this day will please me I make sure give praises to the king.
On this journey I know it won't be easy I take it one step at a time

(The One is silent if you’re keeping score)

Got my computer
Got my pen
The Robot got off in the county when
All of this went down just past ten
Can’t

another homie
since when I needed status just to praise glorify my power 
I guess I don't smell holy
I can't be a child
guess jesus didn't pray like this
he

got ta go
We ain t never slipping either
I don't care who mop the flow
My swag a mess like a sloppy Joe
Im dropping hit after so fast It make
No since

to step it up big Jones without the Ja
Every day after cheese like I'm Davey Pageview
Spending every moment counting down the days till
I can fuck around

verse
By saying
In after my skin is destroyed, this I know that in my flesh I shall see God
I just love that too, because that reminds me of Mathew 5:8
In

love, FYI
Wipe my tears when I look up high Cause one day, I'ma leave this life to live a life right by his side
When you see angels around me, you'll

this song from fecal withdrawal because hates good music #bling

Praise god this pack so good
Should I go to oblock I think I should
Smokin that o pack

tov give YHWH all praise
Lo astrology, wooden crosses, and burning sage
YAH lives, I'm not afraid
Maturate and change my ways
Accountability sustained,

Yeah, shit's serious, man
Word, ay Craven what up?
Let's get to this money, man
Let's get to this greatness
For real, know we the specialists, man
We

'fore I crush your scalp
Then I did what he said and he started to wank
And he came so fast and he said you have
To praise me fifty times every day
After

I get on my knees and seek his face
No more chasing after money, won't take His place
Cause He forgave me, I call it saving grace
I had to go by

It’s the flame that’s always burning in the sea
It’s the life that’s always chasing after me
By the time you see what’s going on, your life’s already

Simply Amazin'

Exile

Below the Heavens

(To all you talkin' all that bullshit)
(Imma put it to you like this)

Ey yo I'm tryn'a make these niggas go bonkers
From London to the youngest

Won More Hit

Brother Ali

Mourning in America and Dreaming in Color

2012

and we all come to see you
In a big fancy theatre dressed in a tuxedo
Going to have to seat you in the kitchen when you feed you
A place this regal

to the brothers locked down
Now as long as we keep playing by your rules
I'm leaving shit stains on your flag till I'm trought time
After time I bring them

then you don't know me

Yesterday, I put my hands on my head
As I looked to the sky
Yesterday, I never realised how
Much time flew by, yesterday
Ten

thanks and praise
To my people in the struggle everyday 
They insight the fights when they take our rights
So I be usin' this mic its dark and no light

the freeway mine
And you can tell by the ticket's I've left behind
You wanna get reckless?
Don't get checklist
Cops motherfucker they respect this
What's

flawless
One day I hope to go and die high cuz heaven closer 

There's nothing left to hate
Let's go support each other
If you hate we catch a fade
After

By the end of it I will be sure
To chloroform that little bitch
Wakin' up in a predicament
She won’t be able to ignore
You like thick rope around
Your

another nigga ‘til he dead
Then praise him after with another hashtag
I know it ain't new and I know this ain't news
But my peers and the youth been

Lil Black Boy

King Los

God Money War

2015

that are crying to wash away our pains
Before I'm sour for all my days
Fuck the power and the praise, how could you not raise
This lil black boy