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Rated: E · Lyrics · Religious · #2179957
Lyrics from my new LP Album - Christian Rap
I write about
armeggedon and revelations
in moderations
dont let these haters evade my soul
and undertake me
dont let my music hit critics
to where they underate me
dont sleep without saying grace
and hope the lord will take me
i always end with the bait
fullfill my words enslave me
they say my enemys killed me
but the lord will make me
cause you can throw all your stones
but you will never break me
i see the good in your eyes
i know you wanna thank me
being a man i pakistan
with hammers blazing
holding my hands i do what i can
or fate will wake me
i know your plans to take me again
becuase you hate me
but i love you more then words
that keeps you soul awakened.

cause I cant sleep in a city of dreams
living my life in a triple red beam
running the streets with drugs and crack feans
i gotta come clean
And I know your words aint as good as they seam
i see your life thru a triple red beam
running the streets with drugs and crack feans
i gotta come clean
x4

somebody told me be wiser
before you step to fire
cuase youll get burned well lesson learned
The words aquired
Go Hold your own the hammer turns
with bolts and pliars
singing this song and making whole
to those inside us
thats why i stay with the lord
and stay within the bible
cause i seen homies go ghost
for being suicidal
i seen the bodies elope
becuase they homicidal
all this evil deep inside of our hearts
still the love is thriving
im on the southside of town
Me and the homies driving
we dont blow smoke out the wrap
we rap bout smoke and striving
all these girls in my life
have got my feelings sliding
but ima stay true to the book of my life
and aint no one dividing.

cause I cant sleep in a city of dreams
living my life in a triple red beam
running the streets with drugs and crack feans
i gotta come clean
And I know your words aint as good as they seam
i see your life thru a triple red beam
running the streets with drugs and crack feans
i gotta come clean
x4































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