| Uh, yeah, look
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| I put it down for the homeboys, rep hard
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| And no set trippin'. |
| Homeboy, I rep God
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| I bout the Jesus if you wonder why I’m living
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| See the cross on my back if you wanna get specific
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| Tell me user it in the game, I suggest you do the same
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| You’ll never lose the pain, doing lines of cocaine
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| There’s no substitute for the truth
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| You can check the graveyard if you looking for proof (give it out man)
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| See the wages of sin will have you casket fresh
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| But you’ll be in a casket losing a match with death
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| Man I wanna see the most High lifted up most high
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| So ya’ll will look upon Him and finally see the true light
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| Believe me why would I lie
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| I’m reppin for the Father 'til the day I die
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| Homeboy I’m bout dat
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| I can’t be perfect even if I tried
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| So today I met Christ and let 'em have my life
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| Homeboy I’m bout dat
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| I’m bout choppin' up truth with the brethren
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| Under the King cause nobody is ahead of Him
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| All my allegiance to the Lord I give
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| And get low like the Ying Yang twins, that’s the lane I’m in
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| Yeah I’m back pimpin', satan tried to sift me |
| Cling to the cross tell 'em get gone quickly
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| So when I die remember me as a believer, my identity is found in the one that
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| we call Jesus (Christ)
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| I lean on 'em like my leg broke (leg broke)
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| Was a dirt bag but the Spirit clean with the best soap (best soap)
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| DNA homie, dead now alive, was an enemy of God now adopted to the Christ
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| Believe me why would I lie
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| I’m reppin for the Father 'til the day I die
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| Homeboy I’m bout dat
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| I can’t be perfect even if I tried
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| So today I met Christ and let 'em have my life
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| Homeboy I’m bout dat
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| I’m bout layin down my gift at the throne
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| So that mean I put my ego in a choke hold
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| My everything in the Lord who I trust on
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| Cause through Him I been redeemed like a coupon (cha-ching)
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| You can call me a weirdo I like dat
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| I ain’t tryna fit in my Father on His way back
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| You can have the world I don’t need no part
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| Illegal alien and I don’t wanna green card
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| A citizen to the church now, if 'Blackout' birth a king then I’m castin' my
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| crown
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| To the feet of the Savior, only one that could save us |
| We was once dead, but the Spirit was sent to raise us
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| Believe me why would I lie
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| I’m reppin for the Father 'til the day I die
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| Homeboy I’m bout dat
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| I can’t be perfect even if I tried
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| So today I met Christ and let 'em have my life
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| Homeboy I’m bout dat |