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stressing got ounces of haze
They threatened by how I get praise
Young MAK11 I'm 'bout to get paid
Don't have a weapon you bound to get played
Know that I'm

Jesus Christ led me on that path
So now I have no choice but to rap for Him
So my inner battle from the capital—not Seattle
Is that I—I struggle with this

Light Up the Spliff

Bone-Ified

Thug Smoke Out

ready to start
I really love you for the pressin' of all
When a we surrounded by the people, whatever you want
Indians, little baby is it just Flesh

can't be on
Recognize and understand the Kings from the pawns
The Purpose is eternal infinity and beyond
Everybody here for a reason
We the ones that

the deepest
Make gangster niggas go home
And talk to Jesus 
We breaking down the microphone
Into a chromosome
They bragging claiming 
That the mind is gone
But

of the devil is on me I know that he watching my steps
I need a Jesus piece for this noose around my neck
I don't wanna let you know
These thoughts I think they

to Jesus
And we all talk to them because nobody down here needs us
I'm surrounded by the walking dead, I feel like Norman Reedus
I'm the only one who's

they telling me  
But apparently currently all i'll ever see 
Is running from these bullies in the hood trying to get at me
Late nights scaring me gun

you living in this hood

I ain't gone make no excuses, for nobody else
All I care about is your salvation
And God sent me to help

And I'm here for you,

betrayed by people I would've died for
Still dey wonder why eight minus four is equal to four
Ati korin pupo sile kosi eni ton bawa gbo

But no be everybody

Too entranced by what im guarding 
Sorry 

So this is life
So that was life

All we need is each other 

It's hello and goodbye 
In every language

harm can tarry here

So I will not fear the terror of night
It will not come near
(Your presence is light) Your
Presence is light

(Come on, say) i find

they blew it off your head
Cuffed to a killer, green uniform and dreads
Only way to get free now
Is chewing off your leg
I sat with the kings
And ate

Rad
Sixteen Jones
Back from the Airport weee funk is here

Bang on a drum
With a thumb
It's enough
If you don't know how
Just to cool off
Fevered brow

In a clouded mind full of drugs alcohol and problems.
It'll make you want to grab a Glock and solve em.
Now all it takes is one bullet.
Don't pull it

To where you'd have us to be
Move

Do I stay here or go on the road
What is the answer
I just don't know
I'm trying to listen
If you're telling me go
Seek

fickle, give more tickle, it gon' crack so hard in a lickle 
UH!
I'm out here trippin' with my Jesus piece, is it the rock or the lean in me? 
I went too

cracks in my mental
My head is a fortress come into the temple
I'm tryin' to find who I am to resemble
I'm lookin' to God, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost

Dean and I'm Homer, see
Man, what the fuck, I don't know where this chorus be
It should-a been here by now, glory be
This minority is about to mow down

I’m falling in face first 
I’m calling ya to make sure that
I’m not here 
It’s all in a day’s work isn’t it? 

I’m falling in face first 
I’m calling

oracles at Delphi when
They're spoken to
Mortals refer to me as Hatshepsut
For exposing the secrets of the
Sands while I'm blessing you
My presence here is

cause my
Patience here is very thin
Y'all talkin' like a parrot is
Repeating what you hear and spew that shit
Well I don't care for it
I create my

Amna-Njunadizzoh

Intro
There are people born who don't see their first birthday and those who are still alive at one hundred. 
This song is for

whenever a payments due
This music I put all my pain into
I wake up an look for a new way to get by
They hate on my goals cuz they knew they were set high