The Church Cannot Rap III (The Last Edition)
Feiboky
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Higher higher Higher higher we go Dem say the church no fit rap Uh Spiritual butterflies in my belly Came from spitting bars to writing mysteries Access to the realms of God feelings Light man, freedom is love, hate forever jails your heart Solid rock I stand, my horns daily Rising over darkness, y'all can never dare me yo GC cook, my jam the most jelly Only God is good, even LG no fit deceive me dawg Keeping it one hunid you know the laws Everybody eating with us knows ain't no better sauce Christ be the keys and the doors Angelic entourage every time you see the gang approaching the floors Up against me you're going against life And you don't wanna ball like that, afia'nweh that ain't nice Seen too many wars and now I need me some peace bro Doesn't mean I'm scared of heat tho Higher higher Higher higher we go My real ones been waiting for it, patiently Like Feiboky you deserve that, when e go be Big shout out to my MOG Holding me down, celebrating grace and glory soon Christ emcee wey dey fire pass Rambo Rambo Speed got a school for their lambo Lambo Gods wey The Ghost endorse Mere humans go dey try to ignore It's okay End of the old and beginning of the new we are Kindly reintroduce me sir And miss me with that regional shackles tryna jinx you up I'm from the zone but I ain't front the zone, you no go understand wetin dey sup So let's move right I've been on the verge of suicide Voices telling me you're a fraud, go ahead and go hard as you like Your man dem no dey make am to any heights But you woulda got a chance though If you kept pushing hard like you been doing on this rap thing But you already hit the end of the road The minute you started yelling that Jesus nonsense thing But can somebody help me tell these demons we don't fold We don't crack, with every pressure we grow bold Everything regal, from the belly of the ash we rose Gold Candle Music buddy, case closed Higher higher Higher higher we go My real ones been waiting for it, patiently Like Feiboky you deserve that, when e go be Big shout out to my MOG Holding me down, celebrating grace and glory soon Christ emcee wey dey fire pass Rambo Rambo Speed got a school for their lambo Lambo Gods wey the ghost endorse Mere humans go dey try to ignore It's okay Man, shout out to everybody holding me down for real man; y'all rocking with me Y'all rocking with the gang heavy, so far, we see y'all man You what I mean Blessings man. Can't call everybody but y'all know y'all selves man, thank you Thanks so so much man Keep praying, keep believing, soon we ball man You know what I'm saying Gold Candle Music Tryna to be the best I can be man Strive to be best you can be No competitions No competitions man Gold Candle Music
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