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to the moon
For heavens wedding a bridal party groomed for the groom
Make way for the King
Crack the sky angels sing
We bringing everything casting crowns

'cause I prayed it
It's my turn and they hate it
But you are not like that
You are a chosen people, you are royal priest
A holy nation, God's very own

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a tight jam
I could tell by his eyes he's been
Judged by the world and everyone that's close to him
But I don't see what they see
My heart believes in

basement
He had no interest for society and what it would offer
Cause he would feel as though, It forced his happiness to get smaller
By having to work for

gullibility online made me desolate
I wanna know what's in the mental of people of people that hate
By now all my icons started to bow
Those who remain don't

on the country's Backside
But here's the downside
My skin is white
And a typical indigenous Life lost
Is done by a white
For us if the police would Fight
Then these

the leaves
You know I ball like I play for the league
I mean what I say and I say what I mean
I ain't no joke, we ain't makin' no memes
If I pull up

they take advantage of me Once they get my heart
Like why you entertain me
If this ain't what you want
Couldn't left me alone
By just telling me from

expose a joker to the flame
Upon the road we snatch a cobra by the fangs
Goofy nigga spazzing had to put him in his place yeah
Fuego shorty snapping I

passed me by
And others asked what did it cost?
Purple lamb skin robe
A crown with some thorns
Yeah
Cause I'm rocking that fashion
That no body's worn

say we got the right to bear arms
If my people need them, then we can share arms
Literally using my arms instead of their arms
From here on, you all

leveled up from small we been through that
I'm never blown nigga keeping my pace
I'm never worried what people gone say
Staying prayed up keeping the faith

to the collective
Is but, the rise and fall of tools
And never do the people ask
What lies beyond our gates
Of poisoned food and modified air
The dead stare into fate

would've died
My funeral would be live
Plenty people would cry
If I ain't make Grammy Gold, it would've been suicide
Thought about it, contemplated, I was

And the shit that I fuck up
What if karma come back round
Would I still wear this crooked crown
Mary Jayne she stick around
That women stubborn and she loud
But

to the collective
Is but, the rise and fall of tools
And never do the people ask
What lies beyond our gates
Of poisoned food and modified air
The dead stare into fate

cause he's broken
Let's go
A broken demon from the gutter crying tears out
Paranoia from life, that's what he fears now
Kept a pistol by his hip, the only

I'm not an ATM machine (yeah, no, hey)
What do I do when I can't do what I do? (What)
How can I win, if I can't win with truth? (Oh)
Got a couple

how the book ends
Free him tho
I was taken back
By the detailed info faam
Bros telling me his life story
Im talking to god
Like what is your plan
Cos

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scissors
Separating horn and hoof as own arpeggiators
They piggy back the tombs of all your deadest friends and neighbors
By the getty image, green-cheese

Up on the cross where he bled
Check the crown on his head
Yeah they thought he was dead
Check in the grave he ain't dead
Freed by the words that he

pride
Money is my silent bride
Fuck a nigga an bitch
Do not care if they exist
I am not a activist
What you see is what you get/
Last man standing

Harvester
Art of the rapping
God given
Don't keep eyes hidden
You aint woke
If you aint do what God willing
Holy Ghost spilling
Fill your cup holler
You know

Georgetown, I really was recruited by the Hoyas
Maneuver through the borders
My man from Cuba, I told him that you could get deported
What if Tookie could've