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have a better way to live from the vaccine
My name David I knock down a giant with one sling
I try to heal the world through my music like Amine
You came

And headed home to stop the hunger
So now I'm back home
Focused on my aspirations
Driven by this urge to the leave the world
In fascination
Locked the bedroom

real wealth is to soul he embodied
Measured by his Good deeds but what about the newborn Stillborn
No chance to sin Do his soul still carry on
Or David

Got to acknowledge the goodness of the Lord (Many man)
He's Holy (Holy)
And I'm astonished by His will
Because He's Good
My God is so gracious
Satan is

huger
He gets more salutas but the dead will outlive the loss sooner like Martin Luther
Life is a game until you breathing through a coma
The presidential

He woofin' on his horsepower that's gon' get him spanked
I'm motivated by the chili, niggas on the way (ah)
I treat this Maserati truck like it's

(yeah)
One cop said, Sir, you're under arrest (ha)
I laughed in jest, assumed he was just showing off for his cop friends
Opened some Chex Mix
"Sir,

a child of God this world mad mad 
But they never can't blame em they never understand they live in darkness
Come unto Christ your burdens will leave you by

Okay (okay)
Okay (okay)
Okay (okay)
Okay (okay)
Okay (okay)

I think it's gonna be a good day
Homie got the nine in the glove and he don't

dem inna flame
The true King is here and he's ready to reign
No bullet can stop him, no knife can slice
Protected by JaH as the heathen set price
Dem

The true King is here and he's ready to reign
No bullet can stop him, no knife can slice
Protected by JaH as the heathen set price
Dem send 50 pagan he send

Bloodline

Lil Wayne

500 Degreez

2002

did and do shit that's better than new shit (what)
Fit for two clips (what)
The kid is a nuisance (yeah)
Aw man, he's inspired by his own gangsta

Mr. Nigga

Mos Def

Black on Both Sides

1999

'round (yeah, yeah)
Mr. Nigga, Nigga-Nigga
He got the speakers in the trunk with the bass on crunk
Who be riding up in the high rise elevator? (Yeah,

Bow our heads, let us pray
Thou shall still not fuck with the Flygod
Who else has done what he has?
Fuckin' God risen from the Buffalo slums
Griselda

alright
He is the way and the truth and the life
No one comes to the Father except through Christ
For we walk by faith and not by sight
Walk by faith

over tell em
These days I hear the first verse and skip the whole album
I thought it was a Cole world 
What a waste of consignment
I can't count how many

Life get kinda rocky I Know that pressure make diamonds
Shout my nigga Dolo hes proof the world couldn't break him
When we drop our music we living Early

Headshot
That shot chicken like a nugget feel like Alex English
Take the ball around the world but I still speak English
Magic carpet she gon ride

the good lord made it

Think he the big man think Goliath and David 

Cast the first stone leave your glass house shaking

Disappear like the body of Jesus

Terrorized by threat of size, the cog in the machine
He settles for the crooked line
Their pandering to the "small" points, abortion, guns

of cottonmouths try'na start a problem now
Talkin' shit when I am not around and I'ma knock you out
This that Bobby Boy logical jam
Sad that he left the game but

die in
'Cause of dying done by him, at the cross He did the buying
Ndio Psalmist nicome alive, so hii world hainidai 
Na nisipowaamsha na the Truth,

Hallelujah the Angels do sing Hallelujah freedom He brings
Born in a manger no room in the inn Hallelujah the world sings again

It was foretold

ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't