| Yeah
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| You know
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| Forever mobbin baby
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| Ya dig
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| For real
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| Ay Ay
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| I’m heaven bound
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| But until then I’mma grab the mic
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| Get the message
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| Project it like a satellite
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| I learned most’ll respect you if you get at 'em right
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| But make sure that for they questions you got your data right
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| For real
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| You gon' be ready when it’s time to go
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| Is your witness Grade-A, no honor roll?
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| Huh
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| Any man that loves Christ cannot love the world
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| That’s like trying to have a wife with another girl
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| One gon' love you the other one despise you
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| Cuz one’s getting love while the other’s gettin' lied to
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| If you ain’t true to the covenant
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| Well you really ain’t a husband then bruh
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| You just a liar that said «I do»
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| Huh
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| So pick your side go on ride for it
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| Die for it
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| No sense hidin' it bro cuz God knows it
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| You puttin' down diamonds chasing dollar bills
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| A true son gon' always end up in his father’s will
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| Everything will be brighter when I get there
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| And when I cross that road I’m gonna stay there
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| I’m getting closer with every hour yeah every day
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| Closer to my dreams yeah
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| I’m not opposed to see my head on a poster
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| Never know that his bed is a sofa
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| Stay fed loaf of bread in the toaster
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| Flesh dead Holy Spirit the shofar
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| Blood shed purple heart of a soldier
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| This unlead dad startin the stroker
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| This far from poker we don’t play with a joker
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| Just pray that one day make it out of the smoker
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| Underground gophers never hung around
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| Socials cuz them hunnad round rollers
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| Give you more than ulcers
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| Yeah
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| Summertime in the hood and the fan is broke
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| Lookin for they can of smoke
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| Christ is the antidote
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| In the bucket same color a can of Coke
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| Subs jumpin ???
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| You feel it if you standin close
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| Forever fly ??? |
| to the land and broke
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| See we’re saved not soft like cold cannon balls
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| For the king keep it clean wash my hand in soap
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| Always tell the team that Elohim is the man to know
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| Everything will be brighter when I get there
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| And when I cross that road I’m gonna stay there
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| I’m getting closer with every hour yeah every day
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| Closer to my dreams yeah
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| Yo for real
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| Ay
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| And it seems the whole world’s in a state of trance
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| Me?
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| I made a stance
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| Mobbin' in the bottom of the jungle like a train of ants
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| I put civilians in them training camps
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| Til they spirit filled heart of a soldier
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| With they brain enhanced
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| If you ain’t pickin' up your cross then you can’t advance
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| By the spirit I’ve been washed like some faded pants
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| I’mma praise Him til they hit me with a bladed lance
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| And my spirit’s elevated to the great expanse
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| So much flow in the squad you think the team fluid
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| Mobbin' rockin' like soda when they put the cream to it
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| Yeah
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| Heaven’s the end the earth is the means to it
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| Persecution let it begin the Church is redeemed through it
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| I’mma praise Him if I’m fed or if I’m poor
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| Lift His name til I’m layin stiff
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| Dead up in a drawer
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| Even then I ain’t sweatin' bout that bed up in the morgue
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| To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord
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| Everything will be brighter when I get there
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| And when I cross that road I’m gonna stay there
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| I’m getting closer with every hour yeah every day
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| Closer to my dreams yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Closer , by - Şevin. Song from the album From the Park to the Palace, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп