He wore a 4-piece he¡¯s doin¡¯ all day
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He had put on Front Street: plenty to say
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Started with a Bullet: started buggin¡¯ out
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Now he¡¯s Red Tag: Confine to a cell.
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There was a blanket party There was a lock down
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Somebody was Stitched up: Blook In, Blood Out
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The Hooch: got deep the mainline squeezed
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Fence parole rabbit drowned in his ink
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Taking it to the Square: Bumpin his Gums:
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The rev was called to clear the air up some
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Don¡¯t mean nothin¡¯ don¡¯t mean a thing
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CON SOFOS (Twice as bad back at you) L.W.O.P.
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If you can¡¯t Make Paper: prepare for pay back
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He had been debriefed he was courting out
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Started with the moan and grown, ended with the clicks
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Phones off the hook lifers in the bricks
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Lean and Lurch here comes the church
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On the one crew trying to feed me the word
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Then it just happened like a house tossing
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Who says it¡¯s fair Due Processing
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Here¡¯s the righteous here¡¯s the holy
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The redeemed of the Lord and godly
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This is reality this is carnality
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This is life. Life is a felony
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From the White House to the Church House
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From the School House to the court House
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From the White House to the Church House
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From the School House to the court House
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Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time
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Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time
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Rest your neck kick the deck
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Find peace within your head
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When you press the bunk the shakedown comes
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It¡¯s best to know Jesus what he has done
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Of all the kings that have ever reigned
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All the priest that have ever prayed
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All the men elected president
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Of all the armies that¡¯s walked on land
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From the White House to the Church House
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From the School House to the court House
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From the White House to the Church House
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From the School House to the court House
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Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time
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Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time
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My Life - Love christ
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My Life - Love christ
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My Life - Love christ
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My Life - Love christ
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My Life - Love christ
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My Life - Love christ
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He took the form of a servant became flesh and blood
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Got the prize of the poor got dragged through the mud
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Let me give you a hook down Jesus was a walkalone
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Smoke on the horizon the King¡¯s sittin¡¯ on the throne
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He pardoned my sins he acquitted and forgave
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I was a dead man walking to the sting of the grave
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An exchange took place I was granted freedom
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Don¡¯t need no governer with his twisted reason
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Not by works or my own righteousness
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Cause I wear filthy rags and I just can¡¯t brag
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Comes by grace the measure of faith
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Crucified the rebel that had been enslaved
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From the White House to the Church House
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From the School House to the court House
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From the White House to the Church House
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From the School House to the court House
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From the White House to the Church House
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From the School House to the court House
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From the White House to the Church House
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From the School House to the court House
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From the White House to the Church House
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From the School House to the court House
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My Life - Love christ
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My Life - Love christ
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My Life - Love christ
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White House (Do Your Own Time)
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