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From blackness to black, C sharp to B flat |
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I'm a walking relapse who wants his dreams back |
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My path once static like pop and feedback |
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A soul once breaking, pop lock, and lean back |
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But then I opened up my life and then I let Him enter it |
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He looked into my heart, and then He took it out and emptied it |
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Carrying the promise made to Judah down to Benjamin |
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And burying the past and made the future sing the requiem |
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If Hip Hop is dying, Im a nurse with a license |
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Stays by the bedside, administering vitamins |
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Giving him the Vicodin, checking on the vital signs |
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Breaths in a minute, pulse, temperature in Fahrenheit |
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I'm trading in my carousel... suckers and my caramels |
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For training with my rapier and crushing every parallel |
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Enemy armada steady aiming with the glare of Hell |
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I'll sneak aboard the harbor, set aflame to every caravel |
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I rip darkness, and every single maledict |
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And everything malicious while the mandible is dripping |
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With a Spirit filled lyric... Pattern like an algorithm |
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Hungry for the Word- catalyst of my metabolism |
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Sin is in the air, lingering in secrecy |
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Elevate your arms intercept the frequencies |
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I fight systems, ripping through its circuitry |
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And won't stop until the day Im lifted to eternity |
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Rich in the Lord, but I can't afford the failure |
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And I am not an artist, Im the canvas of the Painter |
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Sin is my nature, my destiny is greater |
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The devil tried to steal it but I snuck aboard the freighter |
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A focus on the Lord more lovelier than sterling |
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Supply you like the Overlord that hovers over Zergling |
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Knowledge is the opium, I overdose a learner |
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Toke data with an opus that'll overload the server |
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Ever since an embryo... endocrine, estrogen |
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Separate umbilicus, connecting with the breast and then |
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Project into development... every step of Erikson |
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Complexity of Oedipus I'm stepping up the parenting |
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Lesson for the adolescent learning with a lack of depth |
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Electrical activity, adapting the synaptic cleft |
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The point is, and Ecclesiastes said it best |
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Without the love of Christ, homie all of life is meaningless |
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If I could buy time, you bet I'll stall through it |
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Yo check, no half-steppin', all in with God's music |
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Hold'em fake hearts, your bluffs? I call through it |
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I'm holding face cards. Tough luck. They're all suited |
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And you could feel it burning in him |
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Merging with the curvature that be securing nervous system |
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Cervical, thoracic, lumbar, sacrum |
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Purposeful, classic, work hard, patience |
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Open up your heart and let Him fill the vena cava |
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As the wave depolarize until it infiltrate the chambers (and changes) |
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My heart failure's wailing for a Savior |
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He brought me back to life with that baby in a manger |
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Learning how to chase it with complete consideration |
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That my every single labor is to Worship the Creator |
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So I'mma stay spittin' with a sick configuration |
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And a quickening like babies that be signaling for labor |
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So this is my flavor: beats, rhymes, and fader |
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And I'mma keep trying, and each time is greater |
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Let go of lust, you eyes who hold dearly |
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It takes more than blindness to make you see clearly |
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Sudden re-appraisal of what used to be irrelevant |
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Develops into Truth and is the basis of our presences |
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I met destiny, then I put my hand in hers |
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Walking down a staircase, held onto a banister |
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Grace is now available... pauper down to chancellor |
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So let the light shine; now I modify the aperture... |
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And I tried to pay the wages of my vagrancy |
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The bullets came blazing but He pushed em out the away for me |
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And when the dust settled... the only thing plain to see |
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Was a bloody cross that was standing in the vacancy |
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I was once blind, now the only thing plain to see |
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Was a bloody cross that was standing in the vacancy |
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So am I extraordinary? (X4) |