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yh stumble me
Crumble me
But I'm still blessed cus the bloods on me
Broke my chains man he set me free
Used to be blind but now I see
Father son spirit

message
But here we are, you could use these wings for reference
I'll clearly fall, but it ain't the first time I've been blessed
To be pressed upon

my brethren giving praise to father
Somebody get the Holy glue, to get through, Sticking by each other the holy father is getting booed?
I got all A's

stand the storm
The wind was blowing pretty heavy, so I wrote my wrongs
My pen ran out of ink, so it couldn't be long
Reminded by my father to always do

thick
See the future-pro-prophetic
Count what's blessed-arithmetic
Mathematics with the shit-shitz
Okey-dokey hope it click
Tongue and cheek I will admit

I'm living
Need to get the money up so I can fuck around and flip it
I ain’t like these other niggas, I ain’t have a father figure
I ain’t wanna ask my

And don't let me mention how i'm super blessed
I got a me a father that always reminds me I'm never alone
At the moment I'm seeking His face
I run

women keep on tryna rouse me
Not een in my circle told em get from round me
Price tag on my head I can't be bought my father paid the bounty
Think that it

cause/Importing the poison but they put the blame on our walls/blessed beyond the battle even though we been blackballed/My product gets tops hotter (rich),

has happened to your son
Hyacinthus is lying dead!
OEBALUS:
Woe is me! O too sad news!
How did he die?
ZEPHYRUS:
He was struck by a discus, and fell

and I think it's sick
‘cause back in the day they would'a had to catch a brick!

Chorus:
If it's blessed then come manifest it. Bring it down let's test

Cause them the ones remaining

90's baby had no dad
The streets raised me
Just want be a better father to my babies
I swear it ain't a day go by
That i

It's deep as the river styx when you're interlocked with the trenches
You're sorry - know by now that it sounds bogus
Endless apologies, but you still

Dehydrated
Wanting Fresh Water Instead of Oil 
Knees taken, Fists raised
A life full of hard toil
George Floyd, a FATHER
a tough pill to swallow 
Had to become

splash like some water
I've been through the mud, been baptized in that holy water
Spoiled rotten by my mother, and disciplined by my father

That's why

right from wrong by walking in sin
He was far from perfect but always there
In world full of people pretending to care
He was a leader they loved him

This instrumental reminds me of…
This instrumental reminds me of…
It reminds me of Sing About Me by Mr. Lamar
It sort of sounds like a funeral
But it

know your roots, better check your seeds
Kill those weeds with the recipe
That's one part father, one part son, one part spirit the blessed three

worth being blessed for
Hope one day I have a house without no neighbors next door
This music shit is self-taught, never had a mentor
I'm not like these

will be ashamed of
When he comes in his Father's glory with the holy angels

Make a difference
Be the difference
Make a difference
Be the difference
Make

the glares that I might garner
I rip mics and flip rhymes like passes flung by Carson Palmer
MCs are goners
Beat them all like their fathers should've done

I'm sitting by the pool table, heard him say is he Mic?
I turn my waist he shakes my hand and says his name is Micky Kyte
His body language demanded

time to get busy, we going to war It's an invasion I'm bout to go in, I'm shining light on my family and friends, led by the God who turns boys to men My

a vest
Chain on my neck, I'm blessed
I Know my father be sticking, he should've never left
No, I don't love no bops, don't cuff that bitch, niggas know