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could scar me 
No bullet can jar me 
I fear the lord, how could I fear armies? 
With that blood on your hands 
I still do my dance 
I'm singing my chants

"What would Julius Caesar do?"
I will bring someone to life in more ways than one
Don't matter how long it takes, it'll be done when it's done

I'm

as hell man I'm ass backwards 
Start smoking with my cuz after
Rolling up like it don't matter
I was wylin in the streets had a 22 close by me
And I'll pop

[Ruk:]
Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby..

[Verse 1: Ruk]
Aiyo, I zone out
feelin' like I'm in Capone's house
starin'

Wrap me in your little wings
Pretty little angel wings

Jesus I plead your blood right now
Lord wash me clean till I'm ivory
Yeah, yeah
I can see your

their hands to the Lord. Sing evangelistic hymns.
Coming up soon in the 21st century.
 
Chorus
How will it happen, I wanna know, coming up to the 21st

the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicky’s Bus, soon will be there!

JOHN
It’s “Nicholas”

MICHAEL
Shhh....

NIBS
As the moon gave a luster that broke

16 
I use to call em Big John back in 03
Used to play at that I park it bring memories 
When I stayed in the cut on Antram st

Lord take this pain from

Dope Niggaz

Snoop Dogg

Tha Carter V

2018

I thank the Lord I'm not a broke nigga
I'm dope, nigga
Change my name, I ain't like average, Joe nigga
Up above with my above average, hoe nigga

care
And I'm feelin' like Rapunzel wit' it
You got a new born in ya arms? I hit stick
Make you fumble wit' it
Torture you while the children there
I hurt

the water.
Must be angels flying by.
Wade in the water.

Wade in the water, 
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water, 
God's gonna trouble the water.

has one eye
He lost it back in thirty-nine
Insuring his life thereby

He married young in forty-four
He fathered the following children
The by Davis,

a pistol in my side, cause I don't even need no army, nigga
I do this for myself, I'm my own father figure
Ain't no sitting down, boy, I was taught to get it

are marching in
The saints are marching in
Oh, Lord, I'm among that number
The saints have marched right in
The saints are marching in
The saints are

"holy moley"
Big Poppa, fuck a cape I'm that Paper Crusader
Playin Sega in the wide body Blazer

[Coolio]
I shot dice with a preacher and drank yak with

put in my head, by the time I reach 18, I'll be in jail or dead, I'm like go and get my cell ready, I don't even care, finna start shanking niggas if

came
And lived a sinless life on our behalf
So that by faith we could be declared righteous
In Him

I can hear them makin' noise from a mile away, they

When you go back to the origin of the Transatlantic slave trade
It started in 1555 with a man named John Hawkins
And he presented a business plan

down
Sing 'til the power of the Lord comes down

Thank you so much God for this opportunity
In Jesus name, we pray, amen

I am what I am
And that

we get give it naked
And I don't care how they take it
In the army of the Lord and the training real basic
If the devil test you I promise you'll ace

can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep

I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it

forever
Heavenly Father we await the hour

Praise through the struggle for God loves you
All of His children, glory in your tribulations, we are saints in

1st things 1st, I'm the worst
Time to go to work
Pull up in a Hearse
Livin' like a villain
My whole life is cursed
So I spit a hex on every enemy, ex

your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage