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It's True

B.J. The Chicago Kid

It's True

2014

that's that Jesus 2 slots
Cause he would have rocked it well
But instead he rocked that hair full of raze braided by his girl Lucy
With the semi on, make

Fuck Bonnie and Clyde
Give me what's mine
We Moving with time
But We Collide
Haters Collide
Bitches Collide
Friends do collide

Yeah yeah
Had some

on these streets
Welcome to America

The sins of the father, my pop gave me to suffer
The friends I would follow was crack babies and hustlas
It's steel

What I Already Know

Point of Grace

A Thousand Little Things

2012

Life has been a teacher, an enemy and a friend
And at times I’ve been a sinner and a saint
I’ve been known to lose my temper, my patience and my

alone

I was born to roam
These cold dark streets alone
And I was born to die
Without you there by my side

I closed my eyes to the danger
Made friends

as only humanity limit 
The man in me give it 
The infinite trapped in the minimum
The feeling of God living within
A sinner 
A savior I need
But savor this

Down by the mountain I met a group of friends
Holding their hearts, waiting for the end
They wore the same robes and welcomed me in
So I joined them

really wanna do it anymore
Staying up late nights, sleeping on the floor
By choice, with friends
They be helping out a little bit, I'm hospitable with it

invested
In prayers and faith; God blessed it
Still I feel restless, the crown needs a new heir
'Cause presently I feel breathless
Every step i take I see

really falling, I'm descending by 
Make an appearance when I'm winning 
But you've never been a friend of mine

been attending
This the rapture it's the second coming when I'm in it
In the pasture, heard the pastor was penning passwords for the sinners
Ah father

inside you
What happened to loyalty
Guess the only friend I’ve got is me
Many a hundred days can end in just one night
Don’t say I never tried I put up one

you're my friend ho
Because you're the type to apologise for apologising
I'm spending my time
Writing blueprints for my uprising
Look motherfucker
We ain't

friends
If you know the definition of ghetto, you'll take no offense
Me myself am one of them
Slum dog from the trailer parks
Ghetto by defnition
Shalom my

Theres a bunch of birds in the sky
And some deers just went running by
Oh the snows pure and white
On the earth rich and brown
Just another sunday

taken fi idiat
That's like Baitkids top be Nike
But his trousers made by Adidas
Don't say that you will blow
If u don't believe in Jesus
I can switch up

The status quo offends my intellect
The pace is slow and dead like a fickle friend
The price of bones, when in debt to them
Will have you pay foes,

fun, come serve before the Crown
The jobs were hard to come by and he could not face the dole
So he took his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll

dead Homies on the other side
I'm trying to vibe with these tears in my eyes
Forgive me for my hustlin', forgive me for lies
Forgive me I'm a sinner I

trying to smarten up and hearten up my friends and foes
Ima have to end it though the end is close
They don't hear the bro not even feel me though
They

lyrics
I still battle demonic spirits, spiritual battles never ending
PTSD from old world, friends pretending

Enemies respect more than allies, taking

I GOT SAVED JESUS GAVE ME PREMISSION TO MURDER THEM 
TOLD MY SON JO GO AHEAD AND THROW ME THE BIBLE, BY THE TIME I FINISH USING METAPHORS IN THIS

the pain and chained by the doubts
But he done delivered my God got me out
Now all my burdens they be on Christ
Now all my darkness be turning to light
Now

baby Jesus, that's a new one 
Spare me your denial, you know you can't hide or run



Heaven take me now 
Cause heavy is the crown,
Of those who see