| They tell me «'Crae murk the track»
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| Hurt the rap
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| Naw dawg, let me pose a question to you
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| «Have you heard of my Dad? |
| «Purchased us back, put man’s curse on his back
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| I worship for that, it’s my whole purpose in fact
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| Purple and black, is how we looked I’m certain of that
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| And man I cry when I think of how the Curtain was cracked
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| But He rose in three days, that’s a pertinent fact
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| And since He created to save me, I serve him for that
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| I read His Word all the time so He stay on my mind
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| Flesh rise all the time so I stay on the grind
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| When it’s time to go to Heaven I don’t pray I’m in line
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| I’m a hundred percent positive I’m waiting for mine
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| Ain’t no ifs, ands, or buts, who’s or what’s
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| You walking away from Christ, man you losing touch
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| Take away your? |
| man you doing too much
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| The world’s feet rush into evil, pursuing they lusts
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| I hope that y’all listening well, there’s only two places to dwell
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| And if you representing the first, I pray you’re representing well
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| I hope that y’all listening well, there’s only two places to dwell
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| And if you representing the first, I pray you’re representing well
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| Some of y’all got it twisted
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| Hell, why risk it?
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| Life, can be fixed through Christ, I’m a witness
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| And I don’t care about 5 mics or a hit list
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| I’m getting kinda used to gettin' dissed as a Christian
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| Let’s get one thing straight,
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| Out the gate, I’m the type of dude to put a slab of truth on your plate
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| And I don’t care if ya heard it twice
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| I ain’t trippin' if you just left church, ya heard of Christ
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| Let me tell you what was holdin' me
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| Six hours on the Cross while His Holy Blood flowed for me
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| What you know about a sacrifice?
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| When you step off the throne for the same one that snatched your life
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| Man, let me tell you dawg Christ is real
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| Without Him you got nothing,
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| You’re living off of life’s appeals
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| Make Him Lord in your life
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| Cause y’all in Death Row talking bout ya kinda like that deal…
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| I hope that y’all listening well, there’s only two places to dwell
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| And if you representing the first, I pray you’re representing well
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| I hope that y’all listening well, there’s only two places to dwell
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| And if you representing the first, I pray you’re representing well
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| Hey yo, I might have to bleed for this
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| I’m not ashamed of Christ, there’s Romans 1: 16 for this
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| And I don’t care if I’m blinded dawg
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| Everytime I trip and fall, I just be reminded dawg
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| And you call yourself grinding dawg?
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| You can served more birds than churches
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| But you still dying dog
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| I don’t care what city you from
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| Whether from the suburbs or from the slums but Christ still gon' come
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| And matter of fact, if He come now
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| You can be a six-eight, heavyweight, but your knees gon' bow
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| Ain’t no telling Him to ease on down
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| And when the trumpet sound
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| And everybody see that ground
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| I don’t care about fame and wealth
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| Put my God on a shelf? |
| Naw Dawg I’d rather hang myself!
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| Forgive me if I can’t contain myself!
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| Cause if YOU DIED, and didn’t hear the Gospel, than dog I blame MYSELF!
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| I hope that y’all listening well, there’s only two places to dwell
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| And if you representing the first, I pray you’re representing well
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| I hope that y’all listening well, there’s only two places to dwell
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| And if you representing the first, I pray you’re representing well |