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18, I'd have a job,
19, I'd fall in love,
Figured out, he's not the one,
Fixed my heart at 21.
25 thought I'd be engaged by now,
But I'm still
a hundred thousand with the plug fuck nigga
Each pocket all of them stuffed fuck nigga
Eight pockets all of them stuffed fuck nigga
Had a generation four I
were even times where He carried me
Yo Parabols just brag on this on God is Amazing
Let brag the one God
Monotheistic one God
He set limit for the seas
a thousand recorders
This world is my own everyone else a squater
They said they were thirsty my drip gave them water
She said she was 30 and she had
gonna stay with you tonight
Now he's got you by the balls, he can sell you anything at all
From morality to diamond rings to genocide to magazines
From
The world didn't end but something else did
When my father takes off I'm already nineteen
He wasn't as happy as I thought he seemed
If this is my
can view
I'm tryna make it through
I'm tryna make it through
Ima keep my vision locked on Him yeah that's the move
Yahweh is the one and creation is all
No one else like you
No one else like you
There is none like you
In all the earth
In all the earth
There is no one like you oh God
From generation
count it as loss
By the law's measure, I thought I was the bar setter
But we're all debtors, knowing Christ is far better
He came from insane heights with
[GZA]
Bobby said, "Fuck spendin 50 on a whip, buy a clip"
Mental flip, got a thousand tracks thought on a chip
Said he had mad toys to make noise
we saved Sali and those who believed with him by a mercy from us
And from the disgrace of that day
Indeed, your Lord, He is the All-Strong,
sin
Or pick to live according to the Truth
Yahweh, Yahweh
Jesus the king
So
I seek His face (He made a way)
Yeah, He
Died in my place
So I could see
between the races
He hold the rock, call for sweatshops
Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops
The highest bidder, no room for the quitter
Game seven
between the races
He hold the rock, call for sweatshops
Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops
The highest bidder, no room for the quitter
Game seven
evil brother Cain's hate
Because he just can't do right
So Yahweh sent him away, not to come back
On top of that, could nobody kill him for that
Ever
Yah Yah Yah
Oh Yah Yah Yah
Oh Yah Yah Yahweh
New mind new heart
Back then was living way too dark
It's like my life was moving way too fast
My boy he
young...
Another frozen future has passed.
Another breed, another cast.
The rivers will run, brought to life by the sun, the circle is
still
thousand years, Cause one day with Yahweh is like a thousand years,
Since that's the case then God's mind is outside of our time, We’re now living in
in the place
Christ Gang in this thing
Everybody repping Yahweh He don't change
We don't stay the same way, we gone change all our way
All glory
my ancestors worshipped in spirit and in truth.
That El Shaddai who gives me strength to speak like I'm bulletproof.
That Yahweh-Yireh who miraculously
or wine
This is the business school
This is the business school
Hands up for the bodies of our broken dreams!
Ain't your business, bitch! Our generation's
or wine
This is the business school
This is the business school
Hands up for the bodies of our broken dreams!
Ain't your business, bitch! Our generation's
Sinner man looking for a place to run
Tell the truth in tongues’
Enemy reduced by one's
Thousands 2 can put 10, 000 in flight
Speak truth to power every 24
To one thousand generations
God's promise has stood firm
Though His people strayed and wandered
In His love He did not turn
It was spoken by
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