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The younger me would probably think I was soft
But I look back at them days and I know I was lost, uh
Living life without a care in the world
So, how could I

my ghost to God, deliver me from Deuteronomy
In this economy, I don't need no devils up under me
Molding sounds to gold, my philosopher stone like

Illest in the game, GED with the flame (Q)

First off, let me get this shit cleared
Any nigga talk, prolly get his shit smeared
Back in the trunk, next

three’s, like I’m Steph Curry
In the Lamb, in a hurry
Fuck on your bitch while she
Sniff that perc’ I’m slurping
I might hit that ass again, that bitch curvy

call me in the morning
That's your prescription

Trying to connect with God
Trying to connect with God
Please just hold the line
Please just hold

No I.D.
Make a couple platinum records in that bitch and then I dip up out it
On the 101, my wife text me
Talkin' 'bout, "You gotta get home, feed

the blueprints
Stickin to the plan tryna start a brand new movement
Sitting in the pews pouring liquor for communion
Angels asking God how the hell is he a human

The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want
He restoreth my soul
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake
Yea though I walk

rugged Cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

Oh, that old rugged Cross so despised by the world
Has a wondrous attraction for me
For the dear Lamb

first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

Bells of War

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like

Brown Paper Bag/Flashing Lights [Remix]

Fat Joe

Drive Slow: The Trap Party

2008

nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah

CEO lifestyle ringing on my line
Humid bezels in the face I can't tell the time
Red and blue lamb truck Optimus prime
On the go, you know I'm never

Cinderella Man

Eminem

Recovery

2010

back to punch you to the ground, you trick
It's a trap, fuck my last CD, that shit's in my trash
I'll be God-damned if another rapper gets in my ass
I

me hell
Built busy bonfires sister dance in flames
Charcoal babies scream your name

Justified your deeds with words once told
The seven sins you know

to get higher like I'm flying, a pilot
Up to Heaven, me and brethren in that royalty line
Wrote a album full of loyalty lines, I gets mine

Heaven rock

: get out of my head
I think that it's time that he bled
Fuck the god who made me the lamb
Kill the man with my bare hands
They tell me: start taking my

Can I Get a Witness

Run-D.M.C.

Down with the King

1993

get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my

shine on my face
He'll welcome me home
To my mansion of gold
In peace I will live in his heavenly fold
For Jesus is king, the rock of my soul

In

And then God's own singer came and whispered in my ear
And he damned me to hell way the hell out here

We've all got parts to play before the dying
Some

through Sunday
Blood of the Lamb through the runway
Saved by grace not myself
AHAYAH knows we need help
Don't get caught up in wealth
The word of God can

Mark it as another project in the books
Another album where I wrote all of the verses and hooks
A fuckin comeback, one album after another
Producing

the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world

the bar ya
Bar ya, oh my God

Drinkin' by the bar ya
Bar ya, oh my God
Drinkin' by the bar ya
Bar ya, oh my God

Guess they was pissed off
Still in