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Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass Thought
know my jams Today my son said, "Dad, let go my hand" Reminded me one day he's gonna be his own man And my job is to make sure he's equipped I gotta
the cloud of glory came God proclaiming in its thunder Jesus as the Son by name Nations, cry aloud in wonder Alleluia, alleluia This is God's beloved Son Law
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass Thought
album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will Had to balance, Double M is the imperial Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope Fucking centerfolds like I
in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble Just a youngin' in trouble Took a shot and then made it a double Took a shot and then made it a double This that food
your son," girl, don't trip about it Walk up in with apple sauce and broccoli Little Bobby, better eat your greens, boy, don't give me lip about it
you a God, and shall your grace Grow weary of your saints? Steady is a knife held sure by faith Are you a God? And shall your grace Grow weary
is reconciled By God's beloved Son. The aching soul again made whole, cnd priceless pardon won O love of God, how rich and pure How measureless
seater Satin pillows a pimpstress in willow Cookin my blow and heads low eye swellin The son of the grain I gotta split my wife's melon So I can see
own, His very own. We're the people of God, Called by His name, Called from the dark And delivered from shame. One holy race, saints ev'ryone, Because
And when I see you I'ma take what I want So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun) You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun) My, first album
[Verse 1] My, first album had no famous guest appearances The outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist Many years on this professional level Why would
anymore Old Saint Mary is telling me to slow down Take a look and my wrist cnd realize that my day is gone Little by little by little cnd I'll be sawdust
a fuck, say you could run that shit back And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
Ev-ev-every day I see my dream Every day I see my-every day I see my dream (I see my dream son!) Everyday I see my dream Every time I dive in my pool It's hard
Unholy son of plague Accursed undead from the void Heretic saint of death Demonic messiah of doom Bringer of pestilence Left hand of god Damned
deep We're two paychecks away from livin' out on the street She's a workin' single mom Like a saint she don't complain She never says a word but
give my son the sun and the moon Told my son stay out daddy closet I got a chopper and it's new Yea I got a chopper and it's not a toy Told my boy stay
The saints' and angels' song Could we with ink the ocean fill And were the skies of parchment made Were ev'ry stalk on earth a quill And every man a scribe by
Iceland hoes Head to London then to Paris, double sold out shows Then I fell asleep in my Saint-Laurent and woke up to stunt more And just recent nigga,
I believe in God the Father Almighty Maker of heaven and earth And in Jesus Christ his only Son our Lord, Who was conceived by the Holy Ghost Born
And now coming down the aisle (uh) Accompanied by no-motherfuckin'-body, it's young Bronny (it's me) Yeah, steppin' to the plate like Barry with
slain last summer by a cocaine runner A new year is dawning, new crews is forming Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring The streets are deep Son
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