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God's microphone assassin and I'm at it again
Motivated by the spirit I grab the paper and pen
Hit you with some rhymes I hope we'll do you some good

back
God bless my tracks on wax and once I get to where I'm going Lord
I ain't coming back a no no
I can never let go
Of these dreams I hold
These ten

Yeah Lord forgive me what I did with lofi's
Low fidelity is hard for me to stick with you only
She thinking she for me
Not a fan of TPD not me

on
Yes I'm holding
Wont drop the ball
Cuz I'm chosen

You had your shot
And it's broken
It's my time
It's My moment

We came too far
To blow It
Been going

There's nobody like you
(You)
Lord I'm so thankful
That you remain faithful
And everything you've done for me
What you've done for me
You died on Calvary

of the beast
Eastside, Westside n's we gon' ride 'til we rise up
I'm an old rookie, see the game lucky
It took me this long to frame the picture
But I spit with

all along the way
I know I did a lot of wrong but lord I'm walking by ya faith
And I don't care about no love
I just wanna be one of the greatest
Crazy

parts of me

With one tinted window, renew all the info
Cause I'm going ghost
Up on the chatter, I know my life matter
It really don't matter cause they

that know him
That he going back to you
He sits by your side
Hes the truth hes the way
I believe in your son rest of my days
Teach me your ways lord
Let

in the closets

Phanatik, Phanatik (echoes)

I'm here, I'm in it, not
Of it, don't want it, Don't covet
I'm covered by the blood
Broken hip, walk with

Jordan
1978 is where we're going to stay
Fifteen years ago, dreams played a heavy weight
You had Cassius Clay
Even Mister Luther
Even Malcolm X with

amazin'! (amazin') 
I'm alive, I got by with my life!

Every time I look around it seem 
Like I'm in trouble, pressured by the devil.
Lord I love You

I'm Jordan Edwards
Thanksgiving with my boys poor Randy Evans
Jimmie Jackson Protest, Selma to Montgomery
The end result, they call it bloody Sunday

blindly

Laid back chillin I’m the villain with a plot twist
Obnoxious til I’m rendered unconscious

Keep responses to when they benefit
Designing food for

there
All alone with the vultures
They call me brave heart but I still fear the worse when I face it
I'm still going strong a promise for more life but

a dreamchaser
Look, it was never about the green paper
But a nigga do gotta make a living
So where I'm at right now it's hard to be content with

Verse three I'm

Don't wanna see me with a crown, cause I'm a king
I rise above them all, feel like I'm Martin Luther
But I felt this feeling before, cause I had a dream

Niggaz Make the Hood Go Round

MC Eiht

We Come Strapped

1994

Geah
Eihthype in the muthafuckin house
MC Eiht, DJ Slip
Half Ounce in the mutherfuckin house

It all starts in them muthafuckin streets 
with

I'm here by myself, hurt a thousand times
Lord I dodged the pain, mentally and physically
Feels like I'm in the rain confused on what to do
Send down

finest
Instead, we stay neglected, always looking behind us
In school, I learned about Martin Luther, the king with a dream for a brighter future
And now I

track
Yeah, four by one, just to be at exact
Nigga play with my slime, knock him off the map

Yeah, free kidtayy my slime coming back
y'all Don't wanna

that'll blow tree
And maybe blow me
Get in my whip with no idea
Of where I'm going
Hop on IG then I will
Get to scrolling
So amused with all the B.S.
That

a prophecy
I'm the legacy
911 emergency
What i do can break a state by going anarchy
My mind a lake, to get in you need an authority
I need to think, i run

out the hood

And take our people with us
I'm still grilling crazy
I keep a griller fitted
And when I'm by myself

I hit your grave site for hours