| In the morning I rise to news about a woman gettin' brutalized
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| Drive by shooters and drugs and teen suicide
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| I get a sickening feeling for three seconds
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| Then exhale, dwell on the words that God left in my heart
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| I was born with a spark, we born with a flame
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| To burn, the lessons I learned on secular terms
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| Losin' my firm grip on the world
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| The battle zone
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| Even when I’m not at home fightin' to bring the cattle home
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| There’s no confusin' that I’m God’s for the usin'
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| Though my thoughts be gettin' foolish and it’s hard not to do it
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| And I admit I was wrong for assumin'
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| That I was stronger than a student
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| Unflawed as a human, yeah
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| But God knew it and he offered a solution
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| Wasn’t long in confusion, I’m in awe feelin' stupid
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| Cause it’s oh so simple ya see
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| I ain’t dead to sin, but the sun/son shined and died for me
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| Yo, no matter how hard it gets
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| We can’t do it if we ain’t got God in this
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| With this mic
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| We’ve been given a tool
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| To find truth and we give it to you and you
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| Yo, it’s high powered
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| It’s high powered y’all
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| Higher power
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| You’re never really out of His range
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| Behind the stars lies a meaning and a reason for change
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| We in the season for rain, whether or not we see it the same
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| We gettin' wet, the threat of the evening remains
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| And you can bet I believe in the name of the Son
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| He won’t let me be deceived in the days to come
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| You wanna rap to receive cause the pay is none
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| And if it’s wisdom that I need let me pray for some
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| Our Father in Heaven my heart is begging for healing
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| Start my engine, I’m parked confessing my feelings
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| It’s dark, I’m headed but now I’m bending and kneeling
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| The art of lettin' it go and lettin' you receive them
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| Forgive us the ways of men
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| Deliver us from the days we in
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| Keep me living till the day you say when
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| And all of this in your name I pray
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| I pray
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| Amen
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| Amen
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| It’s high powered y’all |