| I wish that I could change your mind, yeah
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| But there’s some things that I can’t do, no
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| Yeah, that’s alright with me, that’s alright
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| 'Cause I know you’ll never see all of the beauty in my flaws
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| Forgive me for them all, I need the Lord to be my Mona Lisa
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| They call this emotion rap, what’s rap without emotions
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| Magician wit these flows, what’s magic without a potion
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| Tryin' to start the next commotion, water for your ocean
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| Like a door jammed stuck, I’m tryna get ya mind open
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| Only think positive, my mind be on that proton
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| Floatin over negativity, these jimmy neutrons
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| Are cartoon characters, watchin them get confused on
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| The fact that I’m successful despite their attempts to do wrong
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| And they can’t get that can’t nobody stop my progress
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| I love on all my haters, I out maneuver like himelec
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| And I get happy when these people say my name
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| In negative or positive, to me it’s really all the same
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| All it does is let me know that bein' great comes wit the games
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| But I been drafted by my God, and most of y’all still tryna train
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| One day you’ll get to where I am and slowly graduate
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| From livin life for silly things to livin life just for a king, and that’s real
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| I wish that I could change your mind, yeah
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| But there’s some things that I can’t do, no
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| Yeah, that’s alright with me, that’s alright
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| 'Cause I know you’ll never see all of the beauty in my flaws
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| Forgive me for them all, I need the Lord to be my Mona Lisa
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| And people askin' what’s Christian about my raps
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| They ain’t heard the name Jesus, so I’m just another wak
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| Emcee tryna say that I believe when I still lack
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| The right amount of Jesus in my tracks… What?
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| Please tell me you don’t think that makes a song Christian
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| Saying just a name and nothin else is just religion
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| Power comes from what you do behind the proper diction
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| So I don’t even have to say the name to bring conviction
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| People wanna feel love, not judgement from the righteous
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| Even sayin half these things I know that I just might get
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| Hated on by all the ones offended, oh, so pious
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| But this ain’t for the prideful, this is for the ones relying
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| On a Jesus who ain’t come to hate the gays and be so violent
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| A savior who can forgive your abortion and ya crimes when
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| He came to save every one of us despite our lying
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| We need you, Lord, there’s no one who’ll deny it, and I promise that’s real
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| I wish that I could change your mind, yeah
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| But there’s some things that I can’t do, no
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| Yeah, that’s alright with me, that’s alright
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| 'Cause I know you’ll never see all of the beauty in my flaws
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| Forgive me for them all, I need the Lord to be my Mona Lisa
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| And I don’t know if this will even make my album
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| 'Cause this ain’t CCN, this is love witta different outcome
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| This is too loud, they want me to turn it down some
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| But it’s the perfect volume for the streets to gather round some
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| And my enemies tellin' me who I am
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| Like they can write the pages of my life with their hands
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| I’m far beyond they reach, like they 10 tryna slam
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| And my mind on a level they can’t even comprehend
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| This my offering, pick it up like a church do
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| Immigrant flow 'cause I always outwork you
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| All night grindin while they style gotta curfew
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| Hungry for the truth, take a seat, let me serve you |