| Okay, you mean if I ain’t rapping about a trunk full of dope
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| And my eyes ain’t low cause I’m blowing on dro
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| Or I talk it how I live it, keep it real when I flow
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| You gon' act like I ain’t killin' these beats on the low?
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| Whoa, that’s a lie, all I know is raw
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| When I’m going so hard cause I do it for the Lord
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| Yeah I’m free, I don’t need validation from y’all
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| Got the deed to my life, co-signed by God
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| So what you wanna do? |
| Hate on me, you want to
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| But you gon' feel the fear of God every time I come through
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| Cause all I know, I run for him until I’m in the grave
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| Got a whole team with me and they all feel the same
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| Okay, you hear the same things every time I talk
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| And I take the same steps every time I walk
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| So if you hear the name Jesus come out of my mouth
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| Then you already know what I’m about
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| Can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| Preach
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| RMG RMG RMG
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| Under pressure, and I’m under the weather
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| Get my strength in my weakness and put this beat on a stretcher
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| I’ll bet you’ve never seen rappers and photoshop mixed together
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| Turn haters into believers, I’ll make em' never say never
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| Huh, I ain’t playin', wait you ain’t playing
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| Aye, I’m finna mess around and make me go super-saiyan
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| Power in my words, call that a super saying
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| I’m in the image of God, you thought I wasn’t creative?
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| Okay, you hear the same things every time I talk
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| And I take the same steps every time I walk
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| So if you hear the name Jesus come out of my mouth
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| Then you already know what I’m about
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| Can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| Preach
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| RMG RMG RMG
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| It’s Jones, I promise
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| Won’t run up on you and llamas
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| Won’t squeeze off
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| Leave me sauce for your Reeboks
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| That I won’t do for pasta
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| No Parmesan bread, I’m full
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| Quite, say carbs lead to Suge Knight
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| There’s something more important than the mula, the good life
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| We ride around and we screaming out «without a doubt, He the only way»
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| Better hear me like I’m Washington ‘cause my state of mind is misspoken, mayne
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| Kill for what, amigos? |
| Asian, black, that’s my lingo
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| Beat y’all effort at nobility, God only thing goes
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| Okay, you hear the same things every time I talk
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| And I take the same steps every time I walk
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| So if you hear the name Jesus come out of my mouth
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| Then you already know what I’m about
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| Can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| Preach
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| Hey what you wanna buy shell bin and juice
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| Sell shooting shells like Mario
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| Blowing dro like Marley and treading mills, that’s cardio
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| Sorry bro, can’t sell out and say you cheap, ain’t no starter coat
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| I’m no gorilla yet I got monkey bars like Hardy’s though
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| And the cross I carry, no bloody Marys will carry for
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| But I rap about his Son being buried, that’s a scary flow
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| Won’t rap about the cheese with my crab, this ain’t no dairy store
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| Let that soul salute when you hear the truth in your stereo
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| Now Dej done grabbed my collar, tell me Canon what you know about problems?
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| What you know about being on labels but
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| Don’t get respect when you’re down at the bottom?
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| It ain’t raw but you shockin' em'
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| Frustrated to the point, you done rocked with em'
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| It’s amazing we taking on obstacles
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| Man I’ll kill ‘em can I kill ‘em while I rock with ‘em?
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| We’re called to get really raw with you all
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| We should get lost while we set this off …
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| I’m a ruckus, been a wild one, living and killing like living in autumn
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| Skip dragging a beat
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| Another rapper that need to drop four to have a good album
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| We reversed it and got em' scratching they head
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| Drop two cause numero uno resurrected when the world was dead
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| Okay, you hear the same things every time I talk
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| And I take the same steps every time I walk
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| So if you hear the name Jesus come out of my mouth
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| Then you already know what I’m about
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| Can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| You can’t do nothin' but respect that
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| Preach |