| Base cramming, yamming, pounding like a ape band
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| Jamming in grace land sounding like 8 cannons
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| Out of state scanning planning on my celly phone
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| Yellow bone, I love the light but I hate tanning
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| I show you how to sub H-O-G mob it up
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| We stained by the blood it’s a gang its not a club
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| I’m keeping purple in my circle all tizyme
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| Certainly his service is the purpose of my grizind
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| Yes it is a definite your best bet is accepting it
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| We step into His presence and make not attempt to exit it
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| The flesh is sick we gon just to wrestle it
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| Until its desolate bring death to this mess
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| Anything less and we ain’t accepting it
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| Tick tick tick your time is up, think before just signing up
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| The drama, can get funky like that thong that’s in your mama’s butt
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| What I vomit up is way out like Andromeda
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| Hot as a Somalian thermometer, I promise ya
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| Dummy Slap, in the game running back
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| Money in money back it’s a mummy wrap
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| Bubble like soda, double my quota
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| Every bill is building up the kingdom of Jehovah
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| Homie we go hard
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| Most of them softer than a roll of tissue
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| What I rep is more official than a ref with a golden whistle
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| On point like a homing missile
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| Me and the devil, beef bone and gristle
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| Run out of shells, I’ll throw my pistol
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| When you not of this world
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| There ain’t no coping with you but the Lord is with you
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| When it’s cold I bet His coat will fit you
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| Repent of your sins and Jehovah won’t forget you
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| I ain’t perfect in my skin, I got a load of issues
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| But I’m a keep mobbing until my time is out
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| Making sure demons get served like they dining out
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| I hate all sin all in ain’t no climbing out
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| Greater is he that is in me, what’s there to whine about
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| H-O-G M-O-B homie, yes that is the set I bang
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| They know he won’t be no phony
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| Guess that is the net I bring
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| For the dark streets my heart beats, no Eddie Kane
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| Yes I hate the devil man, Yeshua’s my everything
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| Vindicate me O Lord for I have walked in my integrity
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| And I have trusted in the Lord without wavering
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| Prove me O Lord and try me test my heart and my mind
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| For your steadfast love is before my eyes
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| And I walk in your faithfulness
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| I do not sit with men of falsehood
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| Nor do I consort with hypocrites
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| I hate the assembly of evildoers
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| And I will not sit with the wicked
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| I wash my hands in innocence
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| And go around your altar, O LORD
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| Proclaiming thanksgiving aloud
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| And telling all your wondrous deeds
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| O LORD, I love the habitation of your house
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| And the place where your glory dwells
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| I shall walk in my integrity;
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| Redeem me, and be gracious to me
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| My foot stands on level ground;
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| In the great assembly I will bless the LORD |