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when you rolled the stone away The curtain was torn so we can be face to face Now in whatever I face you will always be praised I choose to believe even
trips Seeing how my the family doing Vacations by the ocean Really grown up now, and I'm praised like the chosen Girls wanna rub on me, she just call me
two new ones When they plastered those dip-shit's Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris' Pictures on the front of every Newspaper don't be surprised if Every
praised it Now the praise? I gotta chase it Same shit Not by side while I rise till I make it Every drink's to my mum fuckin' raise it I'm so high when I
wanna hop all on his dick until that shit It gives me aids I wanna be praised, I wanna get laid I wanna really fat fuckin ass in my face I wanna be
I miss the old days, I look to my old ways When she was my sole gaze she lead my soul far away I praised and praised, ignored the craze, went through
don't need to be coerced for me to move in reverse I'm checking out from everything that's had me so immersed I work to make money for my rent and my food
when you check on me fool, You wouldn't want to be on my bad books, I'm chasing the bag and I'm chased by the crooks, Bitch I'm the king what else should
nothing You be standing on the corner Talking all that kufuffin But you don't make sense from all The gas you be huffing 'Cause if the egg don't stain
worthy to be praised glory to the King Christ [Hook] In Jesus name all things must change In Jesus name all things are new In Jesus name all chains
are faithful May your name be praised, even on the darkest days You are good, even when I can't see it
you Don't wanna ride without you I'd rather feel bad inside and cry alone Then to be placed up high and praised upon a thrown See I'm only human, by
praised upon the pavements Passers by don't pay much Chased away by neighbors Seen things you couldn't make up If the streets could talk They'd tell
Yea Can't recall when it started but We became thugs Holding weapons like a grudge Disassociate from love Never be another safe summer Don't know if
Catch me if you can Hey Self Please wake up now Stop being somebody else Let's have a real chat now Well Self Don't you be everyone else You're now
said King Tut, Martin Luther Malcolm X, but I'm the shoota' Top ramen, knowledge for the noodle Finally gettin' praised, yeah, kudos Doing bad, still
dried up, praised like Mosiah People be tied up, losing their minds They just preaching hakuna matata Rap game arrived, freeing their minds Keeping their
just to sing about Can't be more broken than I've already broke Can't be more hopeless when I don't have hope When she sees that I just don't care
just to sing about. Can't be more broken than I've already broke Can't be more hopeless when I don't have hope. When she sees that I just don't care
Woo! Music up please! Born and raised in the U.S.A By the way of New Orleans where the Killas stay, OK Uh alright, yeah Born and raised in
Woo! Music up please! Born and raised in the U.S.A By the way of New Orleans where the Killas stay, OK Uh alright, yeah Born and raised in the U.S.A
Ethiopian face Showed the wisdom and the ignorance of a crushed, undying race And he said, "Now don't be weepin' for this pretty bit of clay For the little
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings We're raisin hell like a class when the lunchbell rings The king will be praised, and hell will be raised
and shrewdness in his Ethiopian face Showed the wisdom and ignorance of a crushed, undying race. And he said, "Now don`t be weepin` for this pretty bit
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