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gettin' involved
With fictional images screaming the victory song
Ain't winning at all
But god forbid I see you judging me
Misery loves company
I dare

zones, I'm telling you homes, have been invaded by tv's watching you, while
It programs your channels, or is that your children's brains, cause them tell

Don't Lebron and AD me to play like you're hurt
Give the Lord all my faith I'm gon' give you this work
Trying to creep in you're speaking to deceive

temp
Or when it's fall and we lose our minds again
I think we share that. Part of us simply leaves
When leaves lose their green, and God, it's harder

stunts, we been ballin'
Say they ain't believe in us, so I tell them, god did
'Nother one in the books, this month we been locked in
Boxed in, clocked in,

Wanted ya’ll to understand this is not the way to go 
It was simply a misdecision and how I knew to cope
Other than cooling with Christian and snorting

introduced us
Friends family God AandRs managers producers
Knowing they ain't have to lend a hand and do such
Future was in the balance and to you they mean

on his bike..
Let's go to a police station and file a complaint...
and go back home by walking..
It's your luck if you get your money back..
Dad...
Is this

misunderstood why them niggas don't feel us
I know niggas that get to the decimals
That potato turn you to a vegetable
Brodie puttin' his pain all up in a carbon,

Tempted by sin, and I took her from heaven
Fallen from grace, I should've left her, alone
She was God's gift, Eve's very own daughter
But I was the serpent,

the glow that I had can no longer glisten
I've been crossed so many times, I'm debatin' on if I'm Christian I don't see him
I don't see the God that you're

again you pretend it's us
It's you
It's what you do to others
When you screw the pooch and fuck the coop
But then the hen comes home to roost
I'm done

how I make a living
You rich as hell you might give it as well
Hell
Who is this?
Sir I just wanna go home and that's it
Wait nah man you're my assistant

Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905

The Gift of the Magi

painted by the God you see
Large physique
Hard shackles couldn't bar the beast
Follow me as we proceed to
Give you what you need
That real life, no movie

to holla at the docs
Now they over here tryin' to give us money
Cuz we the docs with the medicine
Gettin' the cheddar in bed

When it's leavin' from the doc,

by a magnitude of three
And have you seen that maps are different in every country
And Antartica
Is it a ring
Or what they showed us
An ice wall

What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade

El Elyon

Cross Movement

Heaven's Mentality

1998

shekinah
May we from thee never be severed
I'll sing praise to your name forever
El Elyon far beyond yet close by
Nobody does it like God the most high

of the infamous crunchy munchies
God please write a book for
These naïve heathens
And title it
Four twenty for dummies
Cause they put us in a time
Where it's

leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food

music actually stands the test of time
I don't give a fuck about a Grammy
I should've had three
"Dear God", "JOKER", "Book of Revelations"
But these

the fuck up
(The cops are gonna bust us man, his family knows my parents)
Oh god, there's no pulse, there's no repairin'
This niggas dead, I know his

would wet your pants begging
For a second chance
I'm blastin' the heat, I don't sympathize
You'll get sent to God, Pimp Your Ride
Give you all red