| Yeah, this is it
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| A lot of times even after a journey
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| You still feel weighed down by the things you came across
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| Sometimes you just got a lot in you
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| And you got to let that stuff out of you
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| Tired of being weighed down
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| So you gotta hit 'em with the no topic
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| Mind vomit
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| I’m spitting on some
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| Before I start, I just want to be clear
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| This song was not for you all, but since I got your ears
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| I’mma say some stuff I’ve been waiting to say for years
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| I’m sorry if I offend but this me being clear
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| Who am I to you, nobody but trash I wouldn’t lie to you
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| I’m not a threat, there’s only one of me and yet a lot of you
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| Here to cock and aim a shot when I shoot I follow through
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| And in the end, I hope the spirit will jump, hallelu
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| Been gave the gospel truth
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| I gave you all my point of views
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| When I spit at you look at me like I’m sick with the stomach flu
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| I looked at God he told me Aaron I’m not what you equal to
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| He tried to give me shortcuts instead I ran out the scenic root
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| Aaron thinking he’s a know it all
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| But God’ll show him don’t know at all so he gave me the glass jaw
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| Was hit hard, learned lessons, and trained hard
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| Man I was ready for home like it was baseball
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| I’ve been on this long road
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| Man I swear to myself, what made glitter ain’t gold
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| What I perceived as wealth was only these lies they told me
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| Sitting low at the shelf was the Father who knows me
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| And everything else would have been sittin' high beyond the God of all things
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| I used to run away when He called me
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| I used to run away He called me, dang
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| Sometimes I try to run when He calls me
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| Man some days got me hatin' life
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| Like skip it all I could die tonight
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| I could give a hoot on who doesn’t like
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| I could care less about this Christian life and do what I do when I do it when
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| taking this pen to write
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| But that ain’t every day
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| Life is a blessing bruh
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| I just thought for a second I’d tell 'em what’s up
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| Life is
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| I ain’t letting 'em up
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| I gotta murder myself and I ain’t killing enough
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| I see a black and white world through my grey shades
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| But if you wanna see color look through Christ frame
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| Hard ball with an oddball
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| I’ve gotten buttons you can press but remember I am not a game
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| Lord I wanna change, so could you spare a little
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| I wanna grow to mature faith cause mine’s little
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| Character grows only having the Spirit in you
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| So Lord reign in my life, I got root issues
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| Pass the baton, running this new race
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| I’m the smaller joker determined to murder every spade
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| Secure through these nights and these days like I’m blade
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| I wrestle with these lions like David I’m so Blaine
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| If swagger was an issue, I’d fight to become plain
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| So tired of sin trafficking Jesus brought out the plane
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| Transcendent over sin, hope was found in the King
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| As long as I see a rainbow I guess I’m ready for rain
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| You can call me the new guy, you don’t need a name
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| See, I’m worthy to have my shoes tied
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| Doing something old but I’m rocking a whole new pride
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| Proud to be humbled by brothers with bigger shoe sizes
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| I’m on a new kinda
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| Feeling I’m feeling filled with the filling of the Spirit this confidence given
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| ain’t arrogance it’s just how I’m feeling
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| Bold enough to quit tryin' to be a hero
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| Only God saves for change I’m only zero, kiddo
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| I can rest, the seed of son is the pillow
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| I tried playing the background and ended up in the middle, kiddo
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| Holla back to the old canon I’m 10−4
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| You saw what’s inside but that was through a window
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| This is my time I might
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| Spit my heart and my soul
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| If I don’t sell, remember what may glitter ain’t gold
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| I’ve given everything I’ve gotten what more could I hold
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| If this ain’t sick enough don’t trip this ain’t even a cold
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| Yeah
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| And this a mind vomit
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| To the father above gotta pay homage
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| I know I’m crazy, at least I’m honest
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| If I ain’t gave you the truth yet then I ain’t got it |