| Have you ever?
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| Have you ever?
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| Have you ever been to heaven? |
| Have you ever seen the gates?
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| Have you bow down to your highness? |
| And do you know how heaven taste?
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| Lie me down
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| Arm, leg, leg, arm, head — this is God body
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| Knowledge, wisdom, freedom, understanding — we just want our equality
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| Food, clothing, shelter — help a nigga find some peace
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| Happiness for a gangsta, ain’t no love in the streets
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| Conspiracy theorist screaming Illuminati
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| They can’t believe this much skill is in the human body
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| He’s 6'2, how the fuck he fit in a new Bugatti?
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| Aw fuck it you got me
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| Question religion, question it all
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| Question existence until them questions are solved
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| Meanwhile this heretic I be out in Marrakesh
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| Morocco smoking hashish with my fellowship
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| Y’all dwell on devil shit, I’m in a Diablo Yellow shit
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| Color of Jello-O shit
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| Hello bitch, it’s me again
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| Fresh in my Easter clothes feeling like Jesus and
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| That’s me in the corner
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| That’s me in the spotlight
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| Losing my religion
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| Getting ghost in the Ghost
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| Can you see me?
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| Can you see me?
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| Have mercy on a Judas, angels wings on a 'ghini
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| I’m secular, tell the hecklers seckle down
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| Y’all religion creates division
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| Like my Maybach partition n
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| God is my chauffeur
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| Boy they loves Hova
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| From the south side of Chi
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| To Brooklyn where I growed up I confess
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| God in the flesh
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| Live among the serpents
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| Turn arenas into churches
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| I’m like Michael recycle, these are not 16s
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| These are verses from bible
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| Tell the preacher he’s a preacher
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| I’m a motherfucking prophet, smoke a tree of knowledge
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| Drink from a gold chalice, you gotta love it
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| I arrive at pearly gates, I had luggage
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| Meaning I had baggage
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| Niggas asking me questions, I don’t answer to these busters
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| Only God could judge us, motherfuckers |