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Holy King
Son of God
Guiding my life
Just by giving me rest
Put all my faith in your hands like the nails on the cross in that hill where you carried

get played is one of my triggers
Take the chance before I fall but I'm not on no highway
Getting tricked by girls is now considered My Way
Cause no one

gotta mug
Aye, 19 in the grip bitch I don't gotta mug
Nah, 19 in the grip bitch I don't gotta mug
Don't fight me bitch I am not your addiction
I'll beat

I'm at the top of my game
Y'all should get out of my way
I'm not gonna stop it or change
I walk it and talk it the same
Through all of the pain
I'm

you know I be fearless
But there's not a substance that can really heal this
Weeks passing by, one too many sesh gaffs
Thinkin bout my future they say

said she's praying so gods on my side
I told her I'm ready for all confrontation wherever I'm at there's a gun on my side
She told me stop it and quit

and I've got an addiction
This a love story it's feeling like fiction when I'm around her got no inhibitions
Ion really mess with that weird superstition

written every bar exclusive had to stop and listen when the Lord renewed me
I asked God for vision and he brought it to me
Got a whole new mission feel like

York has fucking sewer rats
Sometimes abstract like an act by Confuse a Cat
But always explosive cutting wires
Can't diffuse a rap
BOMBS!
I drop like

the success without audition
Give me the mic liking music is that addiction
Ambition to have ambitions dream 'bout reality
Apologies for all my so-called

can stop me
If u give me problems get hit with da flame
I'm from humble beginnings but I'll never change
Niggas switched over
But I stayed the same
I

to an end
Look it up tell your friends get your family to listen
People get convicted cause they're fighting with addiction
They're the victims in this

pass by up inside a flash.
Call me Barry Allen. I’m passin’ hate as I dash,

And I don’t give a fuck though. 
I’m ridin’ waves like a mother fuckin’ tug

so you know that I'm flooring it
Huh huh, yeah you got money don't trip but I got
He not him on gang
Rocking all these watches, all these plain janes

thirty years from now, it turns 'to addiction
The select few have these chances, while the mass can't advance, shit
How could you score a goal if you don't

Rap bot.
Robo-cop, get chopped at. the Chop shop.
I'm the Wicked JR.
Of the Duke. Of the Wicked.
I'm your addiction to your Nuke!
Your Rap Cherry. God

the cabin
Kaizan don't sink
Coz it got a good captain
I ain't gonna stop
Till I own me a Wagon
Bitches be nagging
Money be stacking
Life is a movie
But I am

looking so good I can't pass it up
Looking fly when you walking by
With ass so fat that I had to touch
Give it to you till you had enough 
Throw it deep

Jane I cannot explain
money brought so much hate
False move I don't hesitate
Fully load boy they know how We coming
Applying pressure sack gone by

ain't Keith
You think we're the same, well I don't agree
Don't dare look down when you're chatting to me
You're lazy as fuck, stop dragging your feet
Shut

slow, low pro, the windows we tint 'em
9 to 5 come slow, on the side we pitching
Serving mary jane to the shit that go in syringes
That'll never be seen

in May
I thought of this song with a Bomb by the Bay
Young nigga turnt that’s just all I can say
Get the fuck out my face
I get to the chips like

there
And I hope that you're amused by it
I hope so. please
I hope that you won't boo or hiss 
But enough ado, fuck it let's do this shit
Let's do it

Keep the FN, can't die by no hoes
Gun sound, get low
Pop out, let it blow
Get on your ass, yeah, nigga, you gon' know

Boom, boom, bang, walk down, let