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leave demons dismembered
Soldier of Salvation we live by his presence

To repent is to say I'm sorry to the lord 
Turn away from your ways a praise

Higher, higher, higher 
(So gone get up)
(Inspired by God, so gone get up)
(Inspired by God, so gone get up)
Higher, higher, higher 
(Gone get up)

it’s gon' be a poltergeist
Said you’re leaving early I can probably change your mind
Heard that you can dance you got some rhythm we can wine
No more

yeah you know that im coming
Ocee rhythm a lost dog in the system
Wishing he can make a living
By spitting lyricism, got a vision
And all he's seeking
Is

This is DJ Scotty Rock
That was that new Zebulon Lane
Now we about to get into that Luscious by your man
Scotty Rock
Exclusive new shit
And if you ain't

mopping
A floor full of unknown fluids is what he'll be copping
Now my flow on the go and the rhythm really dropping
I bring the vibe to life, we be

a stupid favor y'all dumb niggas, do it all for myself
Do not get me on that side again, bitch, I got over it

I barely had some niggas that ain't understand

Is always lovin war
(The one who's on the front line
Well he ain't as sure)
Don't appreciate all your blessings
You need to struggle more
(Might have

Got it locked down, through the hallway
Got it locked down, we on our way
To the top now, what you gon' say?
When the drop so close but the goal ain't

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

got bodyguards, I got two big cars
That definitely ain't the wack,
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunfoofed Cadillac
So after school I take a dip

song for you
Writing the rhythm and rhymes
What are we, crazy
Guess we'll see, crazy
Hoping we'll be more than just friends lady
Cause I got nothing

whiskey
I don't want no problems
I just want more whitney
Walk through walls so thoughtless
I might risk my vision
Heard that Paul chose God
And he might

are just there to entertain/
I thought by now I'd have gained/
a little respect/ 
I try to put my best foot forward, it's a broken chain/
but the wheels

Yeah, woah (Sun god Shmoke)
I need a bellowing voice on this one
Is that what he's been this whole time?
This whole time he was a Sun god?
This whole

ease
It ain’t a thang, Pull up a sleeve 
My Nîggas pull up and we kill he scene 
No diamonds or Jewels just V-neck and jeans 
Blinded by rules and we

raps homie so you need to relax
Jimminy cricket, Primitive stickers
Lyrical fire ether demon breathing Prim at his sickest
Got out of my proximity, I'm

Chicago’s Westside!
HO HO mama let’s ride…
We roll
Bonnie and Clyde
I ain’t goin’ out quiet…
Got time on my left wrist
God to my right
But I’m outta my right

ain't shit changed he producing claps
They coupled with hats they coupled with snares put melodies and 808 in the back
Unc done already said keep it

hypnotism, same exact song
Different rhythm, now that we all hip let's get em
I got a gift of giving, lotta snakes in the game
Well I'm the vaccine til they

gotta see it from my own point of view
My anxious thought are taking over got to find something new

The sycophants are out of rhythm, had to find a new

And Joe's got a beat, I like the rhythm
That's bro like I'm his sibling
If you ain't noticed, my addiction
Lies within lines, white and printed
Best handle

the case so don't act like it never happened (Nah)
We got fans so thats why shit be always clapping
You was fake I can tell by the false in dapping
Wiped his

Apart of me knows I ain't save you
Resuscitation
Bear hugs for the sake of you
Breath outta rhythm your heart is inflating you   
I oughta take you not

Tell me what's your dreams, what you got to prove
Ain't got nothing to lose
Childhood ways they never go away, really they just fade
You lose a little