| Please beam me up above all this rain
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| Fly me away from all of our pain
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| Please beam me up to clearer skies
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| I just wanna see my Savior eye to eye
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| Please beam me up
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| Yo aye
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| Demons in my helmet daily baby
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| Racin' satan chasin' peace of mind
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| I came out smelling like the shady 80's
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| Made me crazy lately can’t sleep at times
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| Murder show that’s the murder miz
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| Hurtin' souls with that murder biz
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| My savage bros love the blast the 4's
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| And leave caskets closed at these services
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| They don’t understand the stress and strain
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| Drought season trying to stretch the 'caine
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| Guerrilla war’s what we are killin' for
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| Let the weapon’s bang to get an effin' aim
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| Death before dishonor
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| On my momma I’mma go pirahna if the drama come
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| Please forgive me for the wrong I’ve done
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| Sleep walking trying to find the Son
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| Ohhhhh
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| Yeah
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| Blood and peace rellie
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| Simba active
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| Free Juliano, Trey and Nicholai
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| So much pain I need novacaine
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| Go on if you sick and tired please lift Him high
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| Please beam me up above all this rain
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| Fly me away from all of our pain
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| Please beam me up to clearer skies
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| I just wanna see my Savior eye to eye
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| Please beam me up
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| Yeah c’mon
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| For real
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| And dear America it’s hard to stare at ya
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| Without disdain
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| Knowing you’re so unfair to us
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| You don’t care for us like we owe
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| Oh who knew that a parent’s love could be so wrong
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| Our condition’s perilous but we hold on
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| We go wrong
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| Acting like these babies they don’t need no home
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| Now we run the streets acting like a Deebo clone
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| Living a lie
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| Fittin' to die for something he don’t own
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| Wake up!
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| Yuh
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| Our people they need us to focus and rise
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| I wish that my rellies would open their eyes
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| There’s nothing to win if we’ve broken the prize
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| Buffoonery’s killing community
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| How many more of our children must bleed
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| For lust of the flesh and material greed
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| But I give you my word I am here if you need
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| Ohhhh
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| Return back to Jesus
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| I promise He’ll heal us of sin
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| Brotherly love we can feel it again
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| Die to this hate and be filled from within
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| Please beam me up above all this rain
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| Fly me away from all of our pain
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| Please beam me up to clearer skies
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| I just wanna see my Savior eye to eye
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| Please beam me up |