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the blood of Jesus
Heart been broke to pieces
Pardon me lemme light this reefer
Drank still pink like Easter
Huh, We need Jesus
Grew up on the side with them

kill (Lord)
He gotta show him that it's that real
We ran up on him with the pipe like, "N-, stand still" (Jesus)
"You took my brother life, you made

kill (Lord)
He gotta show him that it's that real
We ran up on him with the pipe like, "N-, stand still" (Jesus)
"You took my brother life, you made

street drug jive

"Hey white boy, what ya doing uptown
Hey white boy, you chasing our women around?
'Pa pa pardon me sir
Nothing could be farther from my

it out when I see ya
We share the same faith and we both praise Jesus
Good Friday in the stu, I'ma tryna drop this thing by Easter

Mm, on my way

I signed, you too help me relax
Ryan too, my cousin, not the bully fag

Whenever I'm with you guys, I never wanna cry
Whenever I'm with you guys, I

make my raps bigger than life
But not knowing how to market it right
Turned on the radio
Only cat new from the West
Coast was playin' was Bishop
And by

man, he signed me
I remember seeing a Britney Spears fucking plaque
She went fucking diamond
I asked Chris Zarou, my manager at VMG
I said, "What

acquaintance
I'm not a rapper I'm an artist can't you see me painting
Beyond the margin, beg ya pardon I'm practicing patience
And public relations
My subjects

that won't wain
Jesus, my savior and guide
You walked alone with no brother by your side
But you showed us compassion, forgiveness and grace
In your

No, no, that's good that's my passion

Farrakhan was not correct about
Everything in his
Career, but those points resonated with many
As he dispatched

track from what's trending
Mastery is the many hours by myself I was mending
Reconfigurating my condition
The ignition
Making the mission
For me to see it

here on the bridge
But fuck it, gotta pardon 'em, shout out to my squad and 'em
House Gang, Shady, I'm gone, nigga, my job is done

Yelawolf,

swiped like a visa
My youngins got strippes like they signed to Adidas
My vision brighter than Easter I been through the load with pack in my sneakers

laughin' at me
And snappin' at me with your shirt, bastard
And I still have to get you back for that shit
And by the way, them Playboy rings my mother

Searching too find
Nobody can do it like you
Nobody... Nobody
First things first, can I make my boast in you
Jesus
Elohim, can I mention the things that you

laying right under sheets
My brother Muhammad Ali said he regret turning his back on me,that’s honor
I wish you would’ve came to the meeting in Ghana
But i

Ballin', I'm ballin' for real
Drinkin' this lean by the seal
Fuckin' this bitch off a pill
I'm lovin' the way that she feels
I signed my own self

Call on the Name
By: Coffey Anderson

Intro to Chorus:
Forgiveness flows from the rivers of your grace
Your Mercy draws me to my knees to pray
I'm

Call on the Name
By: Coffey Anderson

Intro to Chorus:
Forgiveness flows from the rivers of your grace
Your Mercy draws me to my knees to pray
I'm

let me breach (yeah), I brought the pill in two pieces
I'm standin' outside like recess, my Cartier frames like Reese's
My brother keep turnin' his

Tupac)
He sings to Jesus everytime he's wishful
(wishful, wishful, wishful, wishful)
Just know that anytime you hear my song
Ayo, it won't be long before

thing, light skin
Niggaz will body over her like fuck it
With a scar by her left eye
Her brother Alex was extremely close, he sold coats and minks
Had

Jesus to appease us

We talk among ourselves and hope nobody sees us

They had our brothers beating us, called us creations

Plus monkeys, they just