Lyrics:
the moment I show what I store in my core since I woke from a coma and rose from below
We patiently pace as we wait on the station
Straight aimed at your faces
raw venom
Strong rhythm, knock enemies off the cliff but never fall with 'em
God vision, they can't understand my mission, it's the fraud in 'em
Sleep
really loves
And what's burnin' in his soul
Wishin' to God that he'd benn born a hundred years ago
Still singin' "strawberry roan" and "little joe"
the one that fold
Walk like fee fi fo
Ride with my brother like GI Joe yeah
They wanna see what we pour, Bad bitch open her legs like doors
Liking the V I
what they not
Praying that they turn to God
Holy Spirit remind them if they forgot
If you lost it all
I pray that abundance is your lot
All that you got
the side of the road
Where the mighty light of God's great mercy fload
There was prayin' shoutin' singin' till the country side was ringin'
Brush arbors by
This is a song by the late, great Rich Mullins
I believe in
Believe
I believe in
Yeah, yeah
I believe in God the Father
Almighty Maker
balancing was tremendous
And now we look at the competition as quick submission
They tappin' out before we even get a chance to miss 'em
What this about,
your God for the Lord your God He's Mighty He's Mighty and Strong
Take hold of the promises every promise everything that You told me
I am not moved I'm
thing I know
In god we trust
I'll mount it brick by brick
Like boy I built this shit no Tetris
I'd changed phones On these hoe's and
Yet they still don't
whatsoever is in the Heavens and whatsoever is on the earth
Who is there that can intercede in His Presence, except by His permission?
He knows what will
the hardest to handle
LSR we the squad we bring the terror like Fat Joe
They try to box me in I go everywhere that I can't go
This shit factual
What's
But heaven and hell exist within
Heaven is what you make it and hell is what you go through
There is only one God
There is a whole new one, faith
someone fucking jizzed on the lid
It's a little bit of Joe pubic hair in his shit
Shit fard, fucking barred by the plunger
Fucking fard like it's thunder
oo
(Doesn't matter what I face)
I'm gonna make it oo
(Doesn't matter what I see)
By the power of the mighty God
Wey dey see me up&above
I'm gonna make
ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka!
what? What? What?)
Other tenants who be praying they ain't the new neighbor (what? Say word, word)
Mr. Nigga, Nigga-Nigga (Nigga)
They try to play him
We surrender to you Holy Spirit
The Kingdom of God is not about talk but the demonstration of your power
Fill us with your power
As your temple, we
brain
I already made it now what is your plan ?
They look for the killer they don't know who I am
Running up bands don't got time for the trolling
They
the atmosphere,for a mighty move of god
Is it alright if we just take a minute
To set the atmosphere
For a blessing
There's a blessing in the room tonight
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
the room
Jesus we feel Your pow'r
Open our hearts let the walls fall down
Freedom and peace are found
Only in You
Breathe like a mighty wind
Spirit of God
allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka! I don't leave no witness
Like Larry
The race begins
The pace kicks in
It's real intense
I'm at defense
My team expecting me to bring home a win
I dig within
To find the strength
What's
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