| All s-
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| All s-
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| (The boy is dangerous)
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| All saved, all serious
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| All saved, all serious
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| All saved, all s-
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| All saved, all s-
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| All saved, all serious
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| Yo clicked up 40 deep in the street you can find us
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| Ya we on theology but we be on the grind ya
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| When we was a youngers only had 2 place to run to
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| One become an animal, two get out the jungle
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| So we got our lion on the line bro, that’s what we do
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| Run up on you and your crew and tell ya’ll Jesus is the truth
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| Open air evangelists, relationships we do it all
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| Backpack still full of tracks with a Johnny Mac, hats to the back and our backs
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| to the wall
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| Plus I got some homies out there who gon' rep the rock
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| If you wanna make them stop, you gon' have to bring a choppa
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| If they get martyred, then we gon' go harder
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| Share the gospel on death row and let 'em know that they been pardoned
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| You don’t wanna get it started, this is what we do, who we are
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| 1−1-6 to the day we die, ain’t tryin to be no superstars
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| Chicks to the click that’ll pull your car?
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| Usin' the street like cops in cars?
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| You ain’t hear the truth today, I promise we’ll be back tomorrow
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| Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious
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| Clicked up 40 deep, hey holla at us if you curious
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| Clicked up 40 deep, we all saved, all serious
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| Clicked up 40 deep, come holla at us if you curious
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| Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious (Yah)
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| Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious (Yah, it’s community baby, haha)
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| Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious (Let's take it back, Creezie,
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| let’s talk about it)
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| Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious (Let me show you Tedashii’s style,
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| baby)
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| To the streets, like Crae
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| Clicked up 40 deep, all day
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| Backpacks they strap 'em Johnny Mac and tracks to play for me this morning to
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| label the streets, all day (okay)
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| 1−1-6 for your boy, man this morning just some?
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| Clicked up in community, baby, this here the?
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| A clique of us is shining rhyming walking talking sharing Christ, very hype
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| Find us hiding behind him all prepared to fight, very tight
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| Fighting trying to share the cross. |
| He spared of life
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| We’re living by the blood like we’re parasites, get it right
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| My team carries bunch of high beam blaring lights
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| Might seem scary but we nice, see we carry life
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| Light is seen clearly man we’re glaring very bright
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| Check the fleet man we deep so we might seem Barry White
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| Ever since we heard about the murder how they buried Christ
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| Eyes upon the cross even though that is a scary sight
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| But that was the merger we converted now we very tight
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| He died for His bride homey, How you like the married life?
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| Christ the name we calling on
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| Can’t wait til He calls us home
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| You know we be falling often we can’t walk it all alone
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| My crews always rhyming like some stalkers we ain’t stalkin homes'
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| Started with the cross and we continue with the cross alone |