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Uncultured swine
Old man obnoxious
Bop to the shop in my Jedi Robe and boxers
(You know it!)
Gotta new type of cross fit
Hot stepping chased by everybody I'm

if he cross that line then it's a man down
Heavy bands in my g star jeans they pull my pants down
Gunna man we can bang it out we laid his man's down

risen, you can't deny my existence
My punchlines be hitting something like Sonny Liston (Bip!)
Forrest Gump, cross-country, I'ma go the distance (Tripp!)

when you go gospel and counterculture
The cross is offensive to the dead rotten eaten by vultures
No justice no peace
No mercy no grace
We need to be

of Kevin 
Write a track by what feel about a millisecond 
Bend ya ear when ya got a second

Who Dat
Who them cats spittin new rap
Who Dat, Who Dat, Who Dat

purpose like a bag at it (Back)
Taking shots at my pride like I'm mad at it (Shots, shots)
And I been carrying the cross with me everywhere I go like my

I'm not impressed by your fashion (Nah)
I know da devil wear Prada
Cross on my body, chrome heart it

Skrill

What the fuck you want from a nigga
What

see they dog die
How you lookin so fine
I don't wanna cross lines but I lost mine
Find me by the East Park rollin up loud
Plus I got about a quarter

These wires that hold me back from falling
Are made from liars left behind in the rust
I've been tired from a heavy brain, and this stalling

Drivin by attraction in the wrong way
You either in line or parallel
She wasn't the bouquet
What do you think
It's Sydney city of sex and booze
Cops

surrounded by the elect, whom YAH bless no man stand against
Messiah’s coming back for his bride
You can't block it
Holding tight to my shield of faith
Best

it
Where is God I'm scared and lost please bear this cross
I feel nothing

I just wanna feel something

I'm in solitary
Only entertained by my own

Heavy doses off the meds
I’ve been having dreams of scary things
So I threw out my bed
Lately everything ain’t what it seem
So just think ahead
Can’t

you ever seen the Quarryman's hands?
Of dust and notoriety

The frozen officials 
Carelessly working by starlight and kerosene
Like statues 
Their faces

forehead now sweaty
Now any heavy situation i'm gettin'through
I'm lookin' patetic in panic and uh!
This planet can't knew
For granted the truth
And gainin'

the image
Focus your lens and envision my vision
Standing on mountains from valleys I’ve risen
Takes a real man to make heavy decisions
Won’t go nowhere just

Rugby by the train tracks
Tossing candies across the street
Stacks of vinyl for the playback
Help the people move their feet
I think I'm bugging
Used

I'll run and hide
So heavy that I'm breaking, and
God is right, gotta face this, that
I was not made for the crown
Love is light when you lay it down
So

You are now about to hear the story of a being
A being that is sprung from the darkest depths of the human mind
It was Born OF Sin and scarred by

what's it cost
See you bleeding on the cross, for everything that I did wrong
I hold my head above the water, and find you in the air
Every moment I was

at the cross street by my door
Sleepwalking in our neighborhood and
Saw some plants moving in a garden
Know I'm crazy but I don't mind
Then you said that it was

Jamaican too lick shots for Big Pop Busta Rhymes Pete Rock Slick Rick 
Bushwick Bill Heavy D quick list limme see
Salute the legends buried deep nigga

the one with the form and the function
Lord knows I’m stayin’ on task
Heavy the cross that I bare, they don’t help they just stare
So I ask that He

You would look at me walking down the street
And never would it cross your mind
The things going on inside my head
Lately sanity has been hard