I¡¯ve never had a religious experience
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in a religious place
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plus survive every come in the feeling Goddes
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let¡¯s make a rap music
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RAP music is my religion
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Amen
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WHat I say might save a life,
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what I speak might save street
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I ain¡¯t got no instruments
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but I got my hands and feet
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hands on clapping feet on..
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adn the beats to make the slap
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and I¡¯m riding with my rap
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and they all tight is my nap
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and the .. is all I got
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and this beautiful evidence skin
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and the music get my heart
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and the work is put in the wind
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coming back like a boomerang
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when I take this microphone
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when is the grab start to sing
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This is jazz, this is funk
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This is soul, this is gospel
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This is sanctified sick, this is player Pentecostal
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This is church BBQ
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Amen pulpit
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What my people need and the opposite of bullsh*t
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We the..that mudder..that change bro and that dust ..
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to that ray ..that even wonder that may feel
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super fly they weed the..this that blues mad
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that..that outcast that sun and ..Cadillac
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this that Jimmy hit that George clean
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now ..leading my balls ..some mall
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that..they love king they love spring
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..this bitches brude that..
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I got things to do for..we in the sky
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and my baby girl be their six months wave she gonna be fine
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so I pray to Lord to spear me and I make it bound bound
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and I help so stay out of here
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would I testify
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and make the win I grab that microphone and never lie
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that the ..he¡¯s spearing I won¡¯t have the feel that..
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so killers killers don¡¯t spit that..
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each and every song, each and every palm
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to the good don¡¯t call em hoe
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RAP Music
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Killer Mike |