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I'm not here to judge you
Turn your heart toward His grace 
And with your all seek His face 
Because there's a brand new you  
In His deliverance yeah

to you. Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother

no satellite dish
I'm adopted by YHWH so He my parent
And it's facts so don't question if it's apparent
The cotton our people would pick in the cotton

don't gotta be explained, somebody got killed

Man, fuck that boy and his mama, I done pulled that shit on his partner
I done beat his brother ass, that

believe

Don't feel sorry for me
I hate that look on your face
You say, just let go
You say, come back home
I say, I'm just fallin' from grace

I'm naked in

how they blunt the weapon of our mind
People I think its time
To support one another
Give a hand to your brother
But we don't see the rhyme

The Mask

Fugees

The Score

1996

and he kept trying to make it sexual
Then his old lady tried to play me waved her hands up in my face
Yo I told her check your man cause Bitch you acting

Percy's Song

Fairport Convention

Unhalfbricking

1969

Could happen to anyone"
 Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind
 
 At that the judge jumped forward 
  And his face it did freeze
 Turn, turn, turn

Pledge Your Allegiance

Suicidal Tendencies

How Will I Laugh Tomorrow When I Can't Even Smile Today

1988

Am I supposed to believe anything or just everything said by you?
And how can you call me stupid when you don't understand what I say
And how can you

Deeper

Shaquille O'Neal

Respect

1998

So why'all gorilla looks I don't fear those 
Cause I go thirty-two rounds like a Tech with air holes 
So t-knock your z-rocks you can't rap with me

scandalous brothers, we trample this
They can get lamped wit this, Bounty and Chef, don't even sample this
A loner, a shark tie your brother up on a
Pass

You ain't seen what I've seen
You ain't done what I've done
So how the fuck can you judge me
when your life has been full of fun?
I don't talk about

to serve the judge for real
Had to do it for real
All my brothers, all my brothers
Raised by each other
They ain't have no motherfucking mother
Or no father

Comrade Billy with me, now we really is G
Got the judge hostage, don't get silly with me
Tape his fucking face to the front of a shotgun
If that cracker try

split it with y'all
When I pull up McLaren, don't look all appalled
These hollows a pierce him like his name was Paul
I feel like a Pokémon, how I evolved

on my
Brothers im always
Gone slide
You niggas dont know me
Dont call me your brodie
I could only show love
To the fam and dam homies
If i gave u my trust

social distant, hoes like, "When you not trippin'?"
I duck the party, who said they saw me?
Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
They gon' judge your

can't lie, that's how it is
Pour a whole cup out and I reminisce (gang)
Gotta watch for the snakes, they gon' hiss
Hit a pussy in his face, we don't

I leave him beheaded

Put your neck inside the guillotine
Can't wait to see the looks of disbelief
On all the faces of the haters
And people that

Dope Shit
Make my mama proud 'cause my clothes fit
Travel 'round the globe, bitch, on my Lewis Clark shit
Don't matter where I live, 'cause I can tell

don't like you
I don't appreciate your tone of voice when you talking to me
Up in a tree
I am so free, caaaawww
Who want to breed with me?
Aaaahhhhh

lightly begins to rain screams of terror 
Are hidden by the passing trains 
This can't be little Shane, his uncle cried 
As he drops to his nephew's

don't know no more I gotta go grab 
Chrome or go back home my only question when the storm gone go 
We gotta weather it good lordee good lordee

God your

the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when