| Hey yeah, hey yeah
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| Hey yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Mhmm
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| Mhmm
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| I feel it running through my veins
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| Guess I’m already bleeding for it
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| All four chambers got a different kinda beat for it
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| Try to hold my breath but it’s filling up my lungs
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| Try keep it quiet but it’s banging like a drum
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| And they’re shaking up my bones
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| And tearing up my ligaments
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| I’m still tryna act like, nah it ain’t that serious
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| But I’m deep in my womb and I’m kicking on the diaphragm
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| Try not seizure, blades like Caesar
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| Funny when I feel the choke of the umbilical
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| My soul gets deeper, song’s real spiritual
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| Cross around my neck and a crystal in my pocket
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| My love is the bomb and forgiveness is the rocket
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| Which army gon' stop it, my faith rises up
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| Even while pulse droppin'
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| I wrote it on my heart so it’s never forgotten
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| You’re only begotten
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| The sun and the moon and the stars, all been watching
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| Selah, they’ve been watching
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| Selah
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| Hey Selah
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| Selah
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| Selah
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| They’ve been watching, Selah, Selah
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| Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah
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| Selah, Selah, Selah
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| Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah, Selah |