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grace
Dear lord I’m accepting of my fate
In hell's fiery lake or in Heaven at the gates
Know I’m here for the moment
I don’t fear no opponents
I just feel

but I ain't cry about it
They exited on the road here I Aint see the signs
Love, loyalty and these hoes be why these niggas dying
Hit the hood and throw

and the Potter made me this way
This is my God's Creation no substitution
It's understood cause the Lord said "It was good" yeah!

Running down those steely stairs
Hear music playing in your ears
Oh Lord, can you help me here
You can't fight the fear, you can’t hide the tears

you can tell by my aura that in that nigga
My light is bigger
I'm still a sinner
Lord knows I be sinning
I lost all of my life but shit
I'm still

Do you know why they call us captain blood
Do you see the ceiling collapse on top of you
Cities burning hotter than the sun
No forgiveness for your

Gianway we pass the beltway
This bullet is a giveaway
Suit made from crochet
This is your whores day
Say whats sup to the hearsay
We're in the lords day
Hit

is only haunted
By love

Demonic Two, works hard
To complete his job
Breaks into the clouds
And spots One, from above

Lurks silently behind
Begins

the sky
Thanking the Lord for reasons why
I have you all night

I kiss you say miss you please don't you cry
I'll be here to dry those beautiful eyes
It

shit that's, tore me into halves
Lately Lord be on my ass
Sayin' wake up bitch, take ya bitch ass
See what you can make of it
Make 'em livid that they

Step your jewels up 
No more getting by with plated plastic
Not sure where you got the game, I must took higher classes
Wanna say you got mill or got

My Friend Gabriel
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

My friend Gabriel
As long as I have known him
Could play that trumpet
Oh yes, he could play

I

That By Some Aventure Or Some Treaty, 
Thou Mayst Have Her, To Lady And To Wife.
For Whom That I Must,
Needs Lose My Life And Art A Lord, Great Is Thine

So high that I might soar

Never on course
Force Majeure 
Flow sharper than a sword
Only bowing to the lord
Fake fiends drivin hype machines   
Chasing

Way up in the backwoods
Where the pines they stoop so low
There's ghosts there
In the shadows moving mighty slow
In the gate by Tom Dooley's grave

I feel blessed
When God tells me yes
To continue the quest
Of the holy text.
The Bible is best
And when it is read
Thou shall be fresh
To the east

I feel blessed
When God tells me yes
To continue the quest
Of the holy text.
The Bible is best
And when it is read
Thou shall be fresh
To the east

They ask me about my future and
I tell them
I envision book deals
And getting rich everywhere the ink spills(yuh yuh)
Healthy off the fish pills

I feel blessed
When God tells me yes
To continue the quest
Of the holy text.
The Bible is best
And when it is read
Thou shall be fresh
To the east

Aye
Getting fitted for the Burberry
Now I tell old flings that I'm not the one, girl you deserve better
Aye
I'm in the cut by myself in a thorough

Walked outside and the sky was painted orange
Sweating profusely like I put on my best performance
Lord help us
Hell is upon us
Dancing in the rain

to punch, In
I don't know but I pray they potent
Oh man!
I'm On 10!
When I press the play, I'm floatin
Why then

When I go to share I'm doubtin
No nonsense,

They ain't ready for this y'all
We about this Kingdom business
Let's go

I was a wreck until He found me
But God knows how to make the broken

the reason why I thrive
When I thought
I wouldn't even survive
Now I feel so alive
With you here by my side
You're the spark that keeps me sane
With you I've