| Lord live within my heart. |
| Lord don’t you ever stop.
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| Fill me up with what I need. |
| just have to ask I shall receive.
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| Look, look!
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| Ba-bi-di-ba-bi-dang-a-dang-diggy
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| How many rappers can actually hang with me?
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| My style is that Kris-style, it’s witty
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| In they style, I have no more Faith like Biggie
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| I battle on many levels, I shatter so many devils
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| 'Fore you challenge me you better know the essentials
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| It’s the K to the R to the S, to the uno
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| You know, if you don’t know your crew know
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| When you hear the thunderin sound, you under the ground
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| You can tell by the way we jumpin around
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| It’s the teacher, breakin it down
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| I’m an upright MC, these others they be crawlin around, word
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| Lord live within my heart. |
| Lord don’t you ever stop.
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| Fill me up with what I need. |
| just have to ask I shall receive.
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| Yeah yeah, word up, look, look!
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| You know when the teacher returns, just get ready to learn
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| Just get ready to earn, health, love
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| Awareness and money to burn, I’m not really concerned
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| How the Benz just turn, 'round the corner
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| For our sons and daughters to yearn, stand firm
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| If you lookin at these hooks you becomin a mad worm
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| Danglin from the pole of the fisher, the corporate fisher
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| The talent scout and no doubt ready to get ya!
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| Lord live within my heart. |
| Lord don’t you ever stop.
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| Fill me up with what I need. |
| just have to ask I shall receive.
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| Look look look look!
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| I’m anything BUT regular, not even similar
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| I get rid of the SIN in ya when I spit at ya, my new literature
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| Now who forever been with ya? |
| THE TEACHER!
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| Who remembers the kid in ya? |