Oh my God
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This beat
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Aye Woogie
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Miggle art gramma pump bitch at yaz
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Punch him in his motherfuckin face like
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The affiliates nigga
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Pay attention
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I come from a long line of warriors
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Soldiers, kings, tyrants, conquerors, gangstas, thieves
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The pirates, the iPad, I documents the scenes
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While you fools rap bullshit the worldĄŻs under siege
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Look all around now, tell me what you see
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ItĄŻs all a corporation, no longer a country
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My country, tears a be
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But Uncle Sam donĄŻt give a fuck about me
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When in the ghetto ghetto, still tryna hold on
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Everybody might be broke, they got the newest iPhone
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Their jobs is dwindling, in search of them vigilants
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Real fair rappers plain crack in from of them sentiments
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I see it all like the all see lie
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Standing in the pole pit, I gotta testify
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Praying for a Moses but all I see is posers
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Trapped in the pharohs land, we gotta move forward
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Yo God put us all here for a reason
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All I got is my faith, tryin hard to keep believing
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But the devil keep knockin me down
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Still a lost lord I need to be found
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The worldĄŻs so cold, everybody hurts
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Praying I break so like it only gets worse
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Then I hear a voice say: remember this verse
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The first shall be last and the last shall be first
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Get your lilitery, prepare for the cemetery
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Bishop here, Reks is ready
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The way the heavenĄŻs heavy
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The fate of each and every nigga dick, hurry hurry
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No need to stress and worry, I got the shovels buddy
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Hustle hustle like we runnin rough and startin death jam
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AMFM, canĄŻt get buried
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Prepare for storm like the levy
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West coast, east coast ? deadly
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Listen to necessary commentary
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Beeko with a bico
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First up, this power to the people
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Ego cuz we never wanna equal
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Kings that are scorned above, birds and the egos
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Words can deceive you, we just donĄŻt believe you
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Even with army and navy you wonĄŻt a phase be
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Won the ice now your soul on ice, karma baby
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Mama raised me, product of the 80ĄŻs
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This origin in jeans scenes, stir it baby
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Yo God put us all here for a reason
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All I got is my faith, tryin hard to keep believing
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But the devil keep knockin me down
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Still a lost lord I need to be found
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The worldĄŻs so cold, everybody hurts
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Praying I break so like it only gets worse
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Then I hear a voice say: remember this verse
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The first shall be last and the last shall be first
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Going live from the city of motors minus transmission
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You donĄŻt see my damn vision
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Fam, listen
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You can lead a nigga to the river
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That donĄŻt mean that that manĄŻs fishy
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For the cops is something hot, got the grease and the Panzers
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Hold my calls, IĄŻm on a damn mission
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My lil man fin to go into his fam business
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IĄŻm talkin big cangren, and half at you
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Grand with him
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For that money to play favours
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Thinking my tomorrow is 28 days later
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Sell white like Abercrombie, go for the bread
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I live amongst zombies, who know that they dead?
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So fuck your rules, I gotta set a different plan
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IĄŻm like Dennis Leary in Demolition Man
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Get that bar code if you want, fuck around
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And IĄŻmma teach you a new meaning of underground
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Yo God put us all here for a reason
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All I got is my faith, tryin hard to keep believing
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But the devil keep knockin me down
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Still a lost lord I need to be found
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The worldĄŻs so cold, everybody hurts
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Praying I break so like it only gets worse
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Then I hear a voice say: remember this verse
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The first shall be last and the last shall be first
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Matthew 20 16
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| Bishop Lamont |
