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The trumpets blow around the walls of Jericho
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As I get caught up in the line of fire
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They fire tryina leave my line flat like a nail infested tire
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Nod to heaven where niggas been hiding
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You liars, y¡¯all never see your Messiah
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While I¡¯m reading the book of Jeremiah
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I am better than any cat that try to run up, I¡¯m a warrior
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Standing on the front line, homie, look, I bust mine
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See I don¡¯t mind dying, standing in the midst
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Make sure that my man don¡¯t get hit, take a bullet for my best friend
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Cruising North West sin, as y¡¯all spirits just taught a lesson
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I¡¯m the type you don¡¯t wanna mess with
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(Chorus)
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And I¡¯ll take everything in this life
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I¡¯ll join everyone when I die
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(Verse)
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Who¡¯s afraid to lose their life?
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That¡¯s a man that should have never been born
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You shall be scorned, my niggas be warned
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You don¡¯t start this because you¡¯re considered children of the corn
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Land in the cornfield, tryina just to pick something
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Maybe a harvest, see life is the hardest, see we was born here
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Just preach the Gospel to the Holy Apostles and to the lost people
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I see Your lost people, I¡¯ll be Your navigation
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I don¡¯t really wanna be the type for sanitation
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I¡¯m not the type that run off before the confrontation
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In fact, I¡¯ll always try to stop the confrontation
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(Chorus)
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And I¡¯ll take everything in this life
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I¡¯ll join everyone when I die (I¡¯m the sacrificial lamb baby)
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(Verse)
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Me and Him got the same parents¡¯ name
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You know, Mary and Joseph
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How do you know His last name?
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Shit, I¡¯m not from Bethlehem
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See, I¡¯m from Holly Grove
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But I would lend a hand to those that need
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Some counseling to make sure they not lost
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Plus I could call shots every day, see, I¡¯m a bossy
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If this was the old days I¡¯d be born as a king
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Landing the major, type that¡¯s not endangered
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My dad will make sure that I plight and shoot like a ranger
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And I have a lot of soldiers, I still got a lot of soldiers
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I don¡¯t need to pop the doja, I just maintain composure
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You know that, you know that
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(Chorus)
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That I¡¯ll take everything in this life (come on come on¡¦)
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I¡¯ll join everyone and understand (I¡¯m the sacrificial lamb baby chyeah)
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I don¡¯t understand
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¡®Cause all men die
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¡®Cause all men die
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(Chorus)
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And I¡¯ll take everything in this life (where you gon be when the trumpets blow? You know¡¦ leggo)
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I¡¯ll join everyone since I¡¯m gonna die (let us not hesitate ¡¦ revelations)
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(I¡¯mma die anyway)
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I¡¯ll take everything in this life (I can¡¯t take the Bentley with me to heaven)
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(Can¡¯t take none of this money with me to heaven)
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(I¡¯ll I could is leave is leave my soul and leave these songs that you on, I hope yall live on)
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I¡¯ll join everyone ¡®cause all men die
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(Like Martin Luther King, Malcolm and all the great ones)
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(I don¡¯t need a halla bit)
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(We all die, can¡¯t escape it)
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Sacrificial Lamb
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Mack Maine |