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God said, "Let us make man in our image |
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According to our likeness |
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Let them have dominion over the fish of the sea |
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Over the birds of the air, over the cattle |
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And over all the earth" |
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Projected image across my soul |
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Saying, can't die |
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Many death situations |
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But that ain't why |
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I got the spirit of an angel |
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Mixed with demoniac ways of living |
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So this means I'll beat the evil |
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Out of a non-believer until praise is given |
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But I know torture is evil though it says in the Bible |
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You got to be righteous spirited for the arrival |
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I'm righteous and wicked but I wonder, can I go |
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If there's a heaven but on earth it's survival |
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Connected with angels but to demons, I'm vital |
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Approaching with hate, oh yes it's homicidal |
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Like denouncing Selena at Cinco de mayo |
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Certain death, oh no, oh no |
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I'm on the road to heaven and hell |
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Don't even bother me ever since eleven and twelve |
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I've been that prodigy though life has never been swell |
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Somewhere there's gotta be where a good Samaritan prevails |
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But they get straight sodomy so I learned the ways of man |
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Grands, filling my pants, gun in my hand |
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For the demons on the land |
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On the other hand I really am angelic |
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I ain't got to stress it you can tell it |
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Look into my eyes no surprise, I'm half cupid, half relic |
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He who treads the path of the beast |
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Is also he who's sins are repentable |
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But if you ever, ever, ever, ever hurt a God |
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Then we got to do away with the genitals |
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Don't ever do something you'll regret |
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Do away with all these goody, goody |
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Law abiding mutha ******as and let there be tech ****** |
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If anybody say, ****** me |
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Everybody say, ****** you |
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'Cause they know my *******t's pure |
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Soul serving and plus true |
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If anybody say, ****** me |
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Everybody say, ****** you |
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Odd one tech |
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Got that God complex |
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Get on your knees and pray |
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If you step in our way |
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'Cause we spray till they decay |
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The ones who hate everyday |
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But how long, must we flash and pop |
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How long must we show demons |
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We can't be stopped |
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Get on your knees and pray |
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If you step in our way |
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'Cause we spray till they decay |
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The ones who hate everyday |
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But how long, must we flash and pop |
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How long must we show demons |
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We can't be stopped |
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Can they ****** with you, no |
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Their brain frames are too slow |
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The villain will kill 'em with new, flow |
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If you're hating me this is for you, blow |
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I've been too humble with ya'll ******s |
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Time to rumble with ya'll ******s |
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Me and Don Juan forever we getting figures |
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Me and the rogue dogs we kicking it getting richer |
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All these fools thinking they gonna stop me |
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I'm about to make us a million just watch me |
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Everybody thinking they heated but they sloppy |
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****** that's why you never be selling copies |
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I will rise above all of you |
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Regardless of my skrill |
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That ain't got *******t to do |
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With techa the N9NE's skill |
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Bust on you rapper cats |
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And proceed to make mill, five, six vill |
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I be seeing 'em down at Mardi Gras |
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Getting flows off, everything getting showed off |
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Not me try to mock me on a record heads getting blowed off |
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Freestyle I admire but every week you're giving away fire |
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Your rappers license expired, leaving nothing to be desired |
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Oh God bless, this particular rapper in KC |
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No matter how hard you try, you can't ****** with me |
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First learn how to do choruses |
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Then try to get people to trust you |
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If anybody say, ****** me |
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Everybody say, ****** you |
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Get on your knees and pray |
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If you step in our way |
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'Cause we spray till they decay |
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The ones who hate everyday |
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But how long must we flash and pop |
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How long must we show demons |
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We can't be stopped |
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Get on your knees and pray |
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If you step in our way |
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'Cause we spray till they decay |
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The ones who hate everyday |
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But how long must we flash and pop |
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How long must we show demons |
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We can't be stopped |
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If I offended you in anyway, maybe the shoe fits |
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Either that or you're just plenty gay |
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If you're like me, you don't give a damn |
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You're just enjoying the flow |
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To all the people who were offended |
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I'm about to offend you some more |
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Is God white, brown, green, red or even blue |
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Is He American, Arabic, Mexican or even Jew |
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Everybody wanna be the special heir |
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And wanna be the chosen few |
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Everybody wanna be but they're gonna be through |
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Till you do right by me everything that you do |
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Is gonna be whack, everythin' you built is 'bout to crack |
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Everything you did to me is coming back |
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Nowhere to scat and I say that |
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'Cause I know Jesus Christ and God is black |
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And they coming back ****** |
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Chill ****** like I said me and Don Juan |
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Best mutha ******' rapper, best mutha ******' producer |
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Globally and Kansa city ****** |
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And all y'all haters remember this |
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If anybody say, ****** me |
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Everybody say, ****** you |
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'Cause they know my *******t's pure |
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Soul serving and plus true |
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If anybody say, ****** me |
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Everybody say, ****** you |
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Odd one tech |
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Got that God complex |
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Get on your knees and pray |
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If you step in our way |
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'Cause we spray till they decay |
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The ones who hate everyday |
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But how long must we flash and pop |
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How long must we show demons |
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We can't be stopped |
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Get on your knees and pray |
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If you step in our way |
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'Cause we spray till they decay |
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The ones who hate everyday |
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But how long must we flash and pop |
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How long must we show demons |
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We can't be stopped |
