| Yes sir, I’m goin on and on, get it in, yeah you know we do
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| Commissioned in the imaged 'til we finish, gonna bring em truth
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| Represent, cliqued out, 40 deep off in the streets
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| Bring em heat with no beats, get it to em with no priest
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| Yeahh, with no drama baby, that’s just since he flipped the script
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| Tryin’to reach em where they at, boulevard or the strip
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| Anchorhome sunnyside, from Trinity to P. A
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| From Somoa to Angola to the soldiers on the base
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| It’s His grate, that is it, the way that we are saved
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| I will shout it from the roof 'til they put me in the grave
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| It don’t matter, it’s whatever, I will tell em that He raised
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| That’s the power off the Gospel, the reason I’m unashamed
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| 20… 4/7… Days a week
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| 3… 65… Yeah you know me
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| I get it goin', goin' til I’m gone, goin' til I’m gone
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| I get it — 20… 4/7… Days a week
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| 3… 65… Yeah you know me
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| I get it goin… goin til I’m gone, goin til I’m gone
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| I get it…
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| Wonderfully redeemed, but in the hood I m a vet
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| Used to vibe on them pills, used to puff on the wax
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| You know we get it goin… On your mark, ready, set
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| This is just the beginnin', you ain’t seen nothing yet
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| All I know is the callin', is my city
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| Man I keep it so Lou for the Kingdom I grizzly
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| If I’m lyin' I’m flyin, I salute to the troops
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| We go hard on the block, not just up in the booth
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| I’m on the block with the dough boys
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| Who fightin the dope charge
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| Hopin the word he hear will help him see the LORD
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| Till the day my casket’s ready and I’m in the dirt
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| 24… 65… we be puttin' in work!
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| Beat bangin… Yeah I represent Him
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| He was dead, but now He is risen
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| So I will tell the world of His grace and mercy
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| Livin' water what you need, yeahh man you lookin' thirsty
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| I’m tryin' to help them see, but they blinded by they sin
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| Let it go… Yeah it’s likely either way I’m goin' in
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| Every day man I’m on it, (like the pavement with homies?)
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| Dippin grippin the corner, You can say what you wanna
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| Yeah I’m holdin it down, tryin' to let my light shine
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| If you thinkin that I’m trippin baby won’t you come 'round?
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| I’m just doin' my thing, out here workin' for change
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| Yeah whatever they sayin, I be reppin' His name |