| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| All of You, none of me
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| Huh
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| Watch out, man, he came to seek and devour
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| Run up and take a seat next to the power
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| We got the limits, but they lookin' sour
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| Yeah, we been givin', but takin' what’s ours
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| They couldn’t hold Him, He rose like a flower
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| Could have been prayin', but I prayed for an hour
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| Changed the inside, not concerned wit' the outer
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| Forgave my daddy for bein' a coward
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| Too insecure, what you want, who you laughin' at?
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| Dark in the skin, that’s the one they be blabbin' at
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| Family gon' eat, so put me where the cabbage at
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| Took on a giant then dancin' the cabbage patch
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| Gon' build a team, take the time to establish that
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| Left my old ways, be a fool if I stagger back
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| Stabbed in the back, it was grace I ain’t stab him back
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| God and the fam', but ain’t too much left after that
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| I’m never takin', you know I’m a soldier
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| It’s only the soldiers gon' last when it’s over
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| Ayy, adjust some things, I’m gon' learn when I’m older
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| I don’t the credit to pay what you owe me
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| The past gon' catch up, they tryna' tee on me
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| Don’t deal wit' the pride, then he TKO me
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| Some things in the system been killin' slowly
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| Misunderstood by the ones who don’t know
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| Came from the bottom, I came out the grave
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| They want me be quiet and move like a slave
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| There’s sharks in the water, they move wit' the wave
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| I give what I can then I move out the way
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| Gotta go get it, I know what it take
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| Watchin' for Judas and watchin' for snakes
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| Made the confession, I know what to say
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| [Chorus; |
| Mission,
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| Canon
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| Yeah
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| Watch out, man, he came to seek and devour
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| (Yeah, yeah, devour)
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| (Yeah, yeah, devour, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah
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| Watch out, man, he came to seek and devour
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| (Yeah, yeah, devour)
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| (Yeah, yeah, devour)
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| Watch out, man, he came to seek and devour
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| Yeah, yeah
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| When he fight demons once they get no breeze
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| He be 'kay 'cause the pocket’s his only
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| Ain’t no hope in the life in the OGs
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| How you sellin' outside on the cold streets?
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| Mass and grab, I solo on the low creep
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| Grab me, grab me, pull up in a slow G
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| Dirty trigger finger, smell like OE
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| Get the bustin' but can’t call the police
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| I thank God I ain’t have to be gangsta'
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| Found out lovin' was hard, I was painful
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| I’ve been tryna' get through all my anger
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| It don’t matter how deep it could change ya
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| Like a loose noose, still I hang ya
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| My depression put my life in danger
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| But the One who laid up in a manger
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| Saved me 'cause I had one in the chamber
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| I had thought about it, let 'em find my body
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| Prolly out in the field wit' the angels
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| Satan tryna' get my head rocky
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| Red Bull on the wing like it’s name Scotty
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| We don’t conjure, I know I don’t pay him homage
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| He can’t run in my circle or stand around it
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| No more sparin', live on with a dead body
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| With your soul shoes, I’m the man, got it?
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| Came from the bottom, I came out the grave
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| They want me be quiet and move like a slave
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| There’s sharks in the water, they move wit' the wave
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| I give what I can then I move out the way
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| Gotta go get it, I know what it take
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| Watchin' for Judas and watchin' for snakes
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| Made the confession, I know what to say
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| [Chorus; |
| Mission,
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| Canon
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| Yeah
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| Watch out, man, he came to seek and devour
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| (Yeah, yeah, devour)
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| (Yeah, yeah, devour, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Watch out, man, he came to seek and devour
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| (Yeah, yeah, devour)
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| (Yeah, yeah, devour)
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| Watch out, man, he came to seek and devour |