| Yeah for real
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| If it ain’t mobbin it ain’t moving baby
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| Huh, what are you doing with yourself
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| Yeah
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| I woke up from a vision of a lonely spark
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| It was placed within the prison that is only dark
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| And these voices from the Lord telling me go to war
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| Yeah you got me feeling like I’m Joan of Arc
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| And if you ain’t with the business homie don’t embark
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| We walk by faith here you all gone need more than heart
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| I give honor to the modern day martyrs
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| For the gospel they are yelling when they get they melon torn apart
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| Yeah they said they selling death to little kids
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| I don’t feel it Biz when they saying that it’s only art
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| And He put me here to minister to Nineveh
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| I’m in it bruh, belly of the whale I’m playing Jonah’s part
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| No conflict resolution on a battle field
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| Nah avenger of the faith I got a warrior’s heart
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| And if SHIELD got my back plus I keep that iron man
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| Then that’s the Zion Tony Stark
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| Yeah we gone ride until the wheels pop
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| And I’mma roll until the rim crack
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| Time waits for no one so I don’t waste time
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| Nah on my grind homie I been that
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| Yeah I get it in till there’s none left
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| If you ain’t with the business homie stay clear
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| Every one of my HOGs is from the heartland
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| So get down and get drowned in cape fear
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| Bizzle
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| Ready for the war dog
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| Never bow to the pope or the whore dog
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| Mind clear so the line clear when the Lord call
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| Post up on the block like a pick
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| Where they hit you with a tech if you run up on a court brawl
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| They lock us in a cage like we animals
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| So we run up in the cage with the antidote
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| Trying to dodge bull like a Matador
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| I hear they’re hatin' on a squad but
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| They don’t even matter though
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| Cuz they ain’t out here with the have nots
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| They don’t have the doors with the padlocks
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| Trying to tell us how to do what they don’t do
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| I guess everybody bold on they laptop
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| Whole team winning this year
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| Make that known the beginning this year
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| Rap game don’t know how to deal with this here
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| But everybody living gone feel it this year
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| Real talk
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| Yeah we gone ride until the wheels pop
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| And I’mma roll until the rim crack
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| Time waits for no one so I don’t waste time
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| Nah on my grind homie I been that
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| Yeah I get it in till there’s none left
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| If you ain’t with the business homie stay clear
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| Every one of my HOGs is from the heartland
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| So get down and get drowned in cape fear
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| I don’t really get it homie
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| Tell me what you waiting for
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| The father in heaven had already called you a couple of times
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| Why you ain’t answer, you break your phone?
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| Posted up in front of the window looking at everybody
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| Up on the block but afraid to go
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| You wouldn’t even know what ya finna do
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| With the gift that He’s given You spitta but
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| You ain’t afraid to flow
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| Listen tell me what You hesitating for
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| Look at everybody be sleeping up in the freezing cold
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| Uh, knowing that you got a couple of jackets
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| Hidden up in the closet
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| Boy you ain’t finna take em' those?
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| You better be lookin at what you’re doin'
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| If you finally get dirty
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| You’ll wonder when the Father gotta do
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| To finally do what He wanna do with you
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| What He gotta take away for you to finally
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| Get up and make a way to go
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| Why you wasting time
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| Knowing you’re living
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| Know what I’m looking at homie I hope you see the signs
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| We both looking up at the same moon
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| Watching it turn the color blood red
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| Living in the hands of time
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| Look at every one of them earthquakes
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| Up in the worst places people are being left to die
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| You better be listening to the rumors of war
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| Looming over they dead body while the beggars crying
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| Climate change you better look at what the violence brang
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| You finna be able to hide your chain
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| Cuz all of our warriors like terrorists we finna get perilous
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| And you better get ready cuz it’s about time to bang
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| Sand is living up in the hourglass homie
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| You remember you’re the one that said it loud and clear
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| Christ coming back soon tell me what you finna do
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| I’m getting sick of spitting this rhyme in front of the mirror
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| And Christ’s almost here, you better mob already
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| Yeah
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| Tell me where’s the time go
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| If Jesus ain’t the reason that you cry for
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| Don’t waste away your life chasing fine gold
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| I pray that He will take away your blindfold
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| Tell me where’s the time go
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| If Jesus ain’t the reason that you cry for
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| Don’t waste away your life chasing fine gold
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| I pray that He will take away your blindfold |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Time Go , by - Şevin. Song from the album Purple Heart, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп