| Hats up in the building
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| Hats up in the building
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| Royal… Flush…
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| Got my face to the ground
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| Hands to the heavens
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| In the sky, arms like elevens
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| I don’t know, if you got that feelin'
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| Like you, like you
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| About to Br-br-br-Break the building, turn up!
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| I still go cray, I still go nuts
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| I still turn up! |
| Boy, I spaz!
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| Ain’t nothin changed but the clock on the wall
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| Still want them all? |
| Come and meet my dad
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| Still want them all? |
| Come and meet my God
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| Still got that urgency in my soul
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| Still got the fire burning for the Gospel message to penetrate the whole globe!
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| Ah!
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| This is the reason I stepin' to fools!
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| To tell you truth it is deeper than art
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| The way that I see it is deeper than rap
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| The reason I snap, I speak to the heart
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| God’s saving grace, you know he done it
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| Come face to face I know he got it
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| Got my face to the ground
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| Hands to the heavens
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| In the sky, arms like elevens
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| I don’t know, if you got that feelin'
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| Like you, like you
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| About to Br-br-br-Break the building, turn up!
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| You see? |
| He’s the reason I do it |
| Cause ain’t nobody else out there then done it
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| (then put) my punishment on his back
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| (took back) For the team that kept it one hunned
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| Can anbody tell me how they gonna get it
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| Its the ones ready that won’t even go
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| Girl, you got it, but won’t tell anybody,
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| yell everbody, but you never about to do a reproach
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| (deal with it)
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| Let me ask you this?
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| Do you show up where the action is?
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| We’re actively, trapped in the back and where accurate facts and the pack of
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| the blasphemous
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| Its obvious I’m not a pacifist, a Fascist, I’ve never been
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| But I stay clothed in righteousness, and then like fashion, I want to match him
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| (he just like) Where that cross at? |
| I want to pick up mine
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| Shout out to those who don’t use the bible
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| In their lives as a pick up line
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| Kudosss! |
| Yeah, whent its time, People ain’t tryin' to read minds (Na)
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| So I let them see what I’m saying
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| (like what?) Like a picket sign
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| Got my face to the ground
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| Hands to the heavens
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| In the sky, arms like elevens
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| I don’t know, if you got that feelin'
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| Like you, like you |
| About to Br-br-br-Break the building, turn up!
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| Like I’m bout to break the buildin' boy |