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My money is fat
Yeah, what else?
(Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one)

Wassup? That's hard
Hold on, jacket Celine 
That's hard
Came through with

shit
Start to the finish it is imminent
People gon' diminish it
But listen in to intuition, it'll be of benefit
No revelation with no genesis
And now

differs by what your tracking
But lord knows I'm everlasting
So This is my vendetta
The Return of an artist's who met his omega
A new alpha out of the beta

This the story of my life
Through these lyrics ice down ya spine
This a lil' different from Bill of Rights
Think we got some trouble in paradise
Step

already forgot those days innit?

How is this easy for you?
Can I get the answer from you?

Hello?!

Wake up every morning, ask myself
Worth living in this

with the Mayans
Landed on cloud nine back in two thousand two nine
Above and out of your time
Course you pay the bill you the one that's saying I’m fine

But the lord
Wants me to represent 
That 3rd Coast
Texican
Slowpoke
That veteran
Buck Shot Pro
Exodus
Promote 
For brown excellence
Ain’t for show
We

rethinking life
Ever since I was f--king damn nine 
I’ve been tied up with bills
And these pills don’t give thrills no more
I’m starting to get chills
I’m

prodding me?
I got people proud of me
On God the Lord of heavens told me I'ma be prodigy
All you need is faith
Just a little bit
And if you trust the father

Let hope they can find the one that glows
And for those of you who've never heard
There's someone you should know
Jesus is the name
He'll make your mind

Flying off of the stage now I can soar
My God is that clutch all the way to the floor board
Making the atheists screamin oh lord
Hi, excuse me
Would you

that I'm doing is making a difference
They say it's a marathon not a sprint Lord give me strength to help me go the distance
Cause we all broken, our

Wanna fuck with the Fish Lord
I'll turn yall to po boys
No longer poor boy
Im just
Getting sick of these locals
Predictable vocals
Like Spongebob in

Lord almighty, Jesus Christ
Shrouded by sinners in a paradise
I keep 'em tuned out, you gotta tune 'em out
Shake the headlines, fake the news
Your

only up from here
Grace of God holding the ropes, got my soul make a toast
Calling to my Jesus send the Holy Ghost
Let me see the clear
Let me see

six to nine
Word is bond
That savage hit
Swept from the blindSide
Thank the lord for nine lives
The casket went close on em
I heard the dirt even pile

lights play
I'm Texas made wit a Oakcliff fade
MOB jacket with the Valentino shades
Thank the lord for his grace
Every time I get paid
The car is valeted

Luv U N Advance

Aw man
Splish splash
Feel like Jesus when I'm walking
Center of attention leave'm speechless when i walk in
Jig is up and stuck I

Crimson Holiday 
Lyrics written by Shantelle “DJ Ms. Eclectic” Thompson and Chelsi “Om'nira” Clark 
Vocals Shantelle “DJ Ms. Eclectic” Thompson

man she couldn't believe it

She bolted outside,
Screaming out loud
Please Lord Jesus

Saw her son the ground
Ran to his side weeping, begging, pleading

Christmas is that time of the year
when all men are merry and full of good cheer
Oh, I wish the world peace on earth
and thank the Lord for Jesus birth Chorus

presence is a present on this KandyBanger
I'm the lord and savior, you should call me Jesus Christ
And my side dish a Latina she my beans and rice
And we

of our God 
That is in Christ Jesus our Lord

Awaken me
Keep chasing me
When I can't see
I stay leaning on the rock

Awaken me
Keep chasing Me
When I can't

crossword by the swimming pool
On this loop
Jesus thank you, LORD all glory be to you.
Its nice to know ya
I know you know that
I know you hold back
But don't