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taking place today
They coming after our children no free will bruh
It make me wanna kill something
Aye childhood had safety, raised by a village
So they

YOU DO IT SURE WILL LIVE AFTER YOU.
LET YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS BY WISE CAUSE THE REALITY IS TRUE.
AND IF YOU SPIT UP IN THE SKY

IT DROP IN YOUR EYES

given praise to the most high
Niggas why ask why
No fucks given that's a given when we pass by
I swear we do the most when we blow the ghost
NY puffin

hands and show them niggas that you ain't weak
You gotta take yo ass whoopin' wit no plan to retreat
You gotta sock that nigga out and put his head by

feet on a rock making my steps secure
He put a new song in my mouth
A hymn of praise to our God 
Many will see in fear
And they will trust in the LORD

on Speakerphone

OK the war man up, I'm warming up
Shaped and built by the Carpenter
Wake to drill by the sergeant but guess they ain't Army smart enough
This walk

after singin' our songs
Praise the Lord, thank the stars
In tape we trust, rush the music cards
Watch us work hard and earn that rent
Tryin' to make

stand it
This bad habit I have
And it's comparin' talent with other people I pass by
I find my life a little bit better with every climb
Accepting my

had to purchase more condoms for cock riders or handjobs until she catch arthritis
They praise me like Pop is Osiris and Mom's Isis These whores is like

Pigeon holding lives I dazzle and amaze
Spittin toxic crispy cream' spitting donut glaze
Hold your applause
Muther Fuck the praise
This Misfit mentality,

it's hard for me to hear though
Hearing getting blocked by this 10 karat earlobe (Woo)
You know me got revenge and that was last year
Criminal all

put you on
And just by looking at you I can tell when somethings off
Swear to God
I could have this going up and touch 100 stars
On you Imma bet it all

it's hard for me to hear though
Hearing getting blocked by this 10 karat earlobe (Woo)
You know me got revenge and that was last year
Criminal all

Lord forgive me 
After all you blessed me with 
All you put me through I still got a bone to pick 
But I'm thankful 
Cuz 
Who else deserves praise

someone's opinion
The way this shit went you would think that it's scripted
Praise be to God, yea I follow my scripture
I'm going so hard cause I'm tryna get

to handle the ropes
You see my hands are full
Skimming through this manual searching for the intangibles
Surrounded by these animals, biting flesh like

[Intro]

Hy' on a long track pushin' nigga I been runnin' 
Don't care about what them niggas gon' think know I did-did this shit myself is stuntin'
I

Always in our conversation
Your friends probably prey on this
Or pray for this
And praise your fits
Fitting
They act so self-righteous
You taking advice

Christopher back in my hood
Putting my blood, sweat and energy into this industry clearing what's misunderstood
Charging a fee by the minute I'm all about

You ever looked into the eyes of a man marinated in madness
Constantly hearing that fat lady sing, feels like I'm serenaded by sadness
It's real
When

later he's out on the rash
Been given his last right by a priest
It's the third time Mike's been declared deceased

Mike Balls just died this morning

the perfect blend
Summertime, spitting track after track and we're not even finished yet
What you see is what you get
I've got the crew beside me
Loyalty that

all the opps with this pape bitch it's genocidal
That feeling being broke and being laughed at
Bitch don't talk to me about my past cause I'm past that

provided by the Holy Ghost
Go where God pulls you, don't let this world fool you
Keep your faith personal, don't let it become a ritual
Live out the lessons