| Yes indeed
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| We thank God for the opportunity, and the grace, in this New World Order
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| Nine nine nine nine nine, yes indeed
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| As we learn precious gifts and mosiac law
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| And the sons of Aaron sing
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| We are men, we are men
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| Okay, we keepin the Sabbath holy
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| And okay, we have to recognize the Lord’s homies
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| And okay, ashes to ashes, dust to dust and plus the bust must be love
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| It don’t matter if you Crip or you Blood, you still loved
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| Uh-uh, we keepin the Sabbath holy
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| And okay, we have to recognize the Lord’s homies
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| And okay, ashes to ashes, dust to dust and plus the bust must be love
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| It don’t matter if you Crip or you Blood, it’s still love, uh-huh
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| When the dark side turns into light
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| And grown men get shookin lookin, they scared of the night
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| And mother-errt keep a pistol in they pocket for protection
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| Can’t shoot invisible forces, keep the courses of that, resurrection
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| Have you ever been hurt or lied with nails from Jinn?
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| Have you ever been raped, and raped, and raped again?
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| Have you ever been beat in yo' sleep for fightin the devil?
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| Have you ever been lonely, alone, but still on that level with God?
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| There’s never a problem, say my prayers like Abel
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| At least as close as I can, little brother’s a rebel
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| A new label, couple of dollars, pay my bills and we bounce
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| If it, wasn’t for Jesus I wouldn’t be known, no doubt
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| For all whose in attendance, remembrance and love
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| I said it hurts to be couped and cool, like a dove
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| I said it’s simple to crush your amp, but it’s much simpler to sway
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| We was taught to be kind and humble and stay, out of the way
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| There are many things that are sacred and many things that we cherish
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| As I write this I’m being so careful to not be careless
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| Where’s the only begotten? |
| B is with me
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| I speak to him and he speaks with me when everyone is leavin me
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| But, we’ve gotta have fun, without the presence I’m hurt
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| I’m ready for work, and I’m tryin, we can all change the world
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| Here’s what I pray, here’s the garden, we need some special attention
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| And not to mention we can party with the best of 'em, best of 'em
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| Rest of 'em beautiful too, please do
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| Young Islamic brother, you with Christ, the world is cool
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| Do what, ever the Lord tells you, and the reward is good
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| Even if you have to live back in the hood, and shake your wood
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| I’m walkin with the only begotten, never forgotten
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| Shed tears for mistakes that I’ve made, so dirty rotten
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| I’m not a king, never was, I’m just a slave and a servant
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| I love the light and I shall pass, angels, closed curtains
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| New king, tribe of Benjamin, help me succeed
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| I’m star rockin Abraham, somebody please take the lead
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| So wherever Jesus go, I follow because I love him
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| On the right hand of granddad and none is above him
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| All the brothers in the temple teach me right in the struggle
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| I can’t imagine not existin at least, for a couple
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| It’s trouble in these muddy waters, everyone know
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| Probably the stitches certain levels, love yourself and now grow
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| I see impatient truly help you make you rich and successful
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| So many people need a spirit, and this world is a cesspool
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| Test you, bless you, love you, address you
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| Huh, ain’t no adultery, hey |