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RUN IT with us, or you can hate me |
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But it'll be hard to shut us down |
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Okay, Call your man, call your girl, tell them all to call their bluff |
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Tell them call the stations and ask them why they hate on us |
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Took an ouch for His people just so He can stay in touch |
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Check the record books it's better off you run with us |
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Call us punks, call us weak, call us chumps, call us dumb |
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Call the verizon network and still see it's not enough |
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On the cable on the web, on the phone they call us wack |
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Go ahead and try to shut us down, ain't no app for that |
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RUN IT with us, or you can hate me |
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But it'll be hard to shut us down |
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Listen, I write to tell the truth, don't write to save face |
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Born in H-town, got the words to save face |
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Christian means that when I eat the meat I say my grace |
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If only God could judge you how you plan to beat the case |
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Can't beat it, mike jack, couldn't neither it |
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All you get is one life, can't rewind or repeat it |
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I will do this till the day I take my last breath |
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Beautiful feet I'm running till I take my last step |
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There's nothing they can do to stop what the Lord's doing |
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Come in the kitchen, take a look at what the Lord's brewing |
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Radio don't play us, television mock us |
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The truth is still spreading, there's no way they can stop us |
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Pharisees throw stones at my glass house |
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But they don't see they own reflection when they bad mouth |
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You can lie, you can hate, you can run us down |
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But in the end, the gates of Hell couldn't shut us down |
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RUN IT with us, or you can hate me |
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But it'll be hard to shut us down |
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Some think we're a mess some calling us blessed |
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A mic and a stage don't always equal success |
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Sometimes a bigger platform only brings stress |
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I watch my life and doctrine and pray for the best |
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AT told me let your light shine homes |
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Even if they wanna see you crash like Dow Jones |
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It's like Matt 16 who can come against it |
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You can be a Pharisee or you can be a witness |
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If we stay in the church the world calls us religious |
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If we go on mtv, the saints think were trippin |
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If we try to hit the streets then we're some thugs in sin |
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With those spectatin' you can't expect to win |
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It's hard to make decisions when theory's clouded your vision |
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Sometimes I'm confused with who is my opposition |
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I think I heard cheers when I fumbled the ball |
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They claim they're on our team but praying for our fall |
