| Go on and shoot me down
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| But God don’t judge me now
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| I know it’s really that bad
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| But we know their hearts are broke
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| So use me now
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| In their pain of consuming
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| Cause I’m made for these moments
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| 1989 man I popped out with a microphone and heart for tune that I heard on the
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| Cd’s and the radio kicking up any tune making trunks get to burning up
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| Man I Starting writing lyrics at 11 with a dream I’m a find my purpose, huh?
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| Tryna Come up with a feeling and lyrical rhythm like, «they ain’t never heard
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| of 'em»
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| Christ popped out I got Introduced for the first time it got personal
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| For the first time in my lil comic book mind I was living and serving em
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| I was so passionate, with the word of God but a fool in my clique
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| You better be gracious given that word out, I’ll be cool with that kid
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| Brotha, Canon had a mind like 9 millimeter going off given truth to the masses
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| But he burned off relationships having no grace or no love he was passionate
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| But I changed up, same brother that got trained up
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| Coming from the bottom like I came up, my liberty’s given no chains bruh
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| I’m sitting inside of my room letting my pen jot, when the ink drops I’m
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| begging the lyric
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| I inject, get em drugged like I’m making their skin pop, I’ve given up so many
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| Intimate pieces of I, you better forget not, the journey of who I’m
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| Becoming and hoping to travel, development can’t stop, but Canon’s becoming a
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| Problem, think he can not be solve and he’s twitching and itching my ears
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| My arms and legs are turning up often our lyrical pollen, so what do we
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| Call em, let’s take a note of his DNA, better be cautious
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| Canon’s a canon that’s coming with no regard for targets I sense he’s on the
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| way…
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| Now Come along with me no matter the weight or the cost, I follow Him,
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| follow Him with me
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| Besides me winning there’s nothing I worry to lose when knowing it’s God within
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| me
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| Be cautious, Loose Canon’s got more rounds than AK coming Straight out of
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| Compton waiting to come with that hit, I’m Doc Dre
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| My target ain’t to be gaudy, the heart of the haughty gets humble I’m warning
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| em, follow the
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| Lucifer dawn of the morning or following the King and the Shepherd the calling
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| been talking and
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| Hoping they’re guarding and walking in confidence feeling the Spirit,
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| He’s out with us
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| Knowing the power can conquer the battle between the real enemy and who would
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| follow him Lord
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| Jesus, I can’t question no no can I pen no I can’t touch this
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| Sent His own died for sinners, had two sticks on Him, count this blessing
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| What He got nailed upon with two sticks, like the number 11 He’s crossing
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| Over, like my music, His word is more than a testament
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| Yet in the essence, He died yes they beat Him down in aggression
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| So I stepped in the studio session with my Bible, with this weapon
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| With these lines with these segments, tell yo mamma yo aunt reverend
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| We gon' kick this up this second no this gift must come unpleasant he drank the
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| cup
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| Go on and shoot me down
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| But God don’t judge me now
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| I know it’s really that bad
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| But we know their hearts are broke
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| So use me now
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| In their pain of consuming
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| Cause I’m made for these moments |