| Eighteen years a flesh and she news to the Lord,
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| Eighteen years a fish and she’s new to the yard
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| She’s a baby drinking milk instead of food that is hard,
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| But she chose to take the challenge though she knew it was hard
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| Knew what it was to feel pain since she was two in the yard,
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| Memories of daddy getting merked catching two in the heart
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| Plus her momma was a product of 70s crack parties,
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| The lack of supervision allowed her to act naughty
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| She skipping all class but goin' to frat parties,
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| Dressed to kill, dolled up, they call her the black Barbie
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| She rocks the hottest fashion masking her heart’s darting pain
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| Behind Greeks saying «Hey, what up shorty?»
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| She’s loving the attention ignoring her conviction
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| Because she’s up in college getting noticed like evictions
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| And for the first time it’s like she finally found significance,
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| She’s catching compliments but at the cost of her innocence
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| Don’t play yourself like that (like that),
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| Make a change I’ll tell you where it’s at (where it’s at)
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| Place your faith in Christ and He’ll bring you back,
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| Bring you back to reality man
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| Cause you’re stuck in a world full of sin, full of pain,
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| Full of scars, money, fashion, and cars
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| So go ahead and make Him King of your heart
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| And you’ll find yourself in Him
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| Young dude up in college feeling cocky like 2 glocks,
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| Up in the dorm writing Dear Mama letters like Tupac
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| Mad at the world that’s trying to break him into 2 parts,
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| Feeling cheated, defeated, he’s looking for a new start
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| His momma lied 'bout cheating on his daddy, he couldn’t trust her,
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| Far as he concerned his real daddy was a busta
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| So since he couldn’t discern this stuff, nowhere to turn and trust
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| He burned the kush and turned to lust
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| Women was his escape, adolescence his scapegoat,
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| All the pressures of life wore him down like he played sports
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| He played sports but that was just for attention
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| His struggles with insecurities made him feel insufficient
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| The thoughts of other men concerning him kept concerning him,
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| He thought if he didn’t please them then there’s no love for him
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| Prisoned within himself by the vision of himself,
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| So disgusted with life he wished he was someone else
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| Don’t play yourself like that (like that),
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| Make a change I’ll tell you where it’s at (where it’s at)
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| Place your faith in Christ and He’ll bring you back,
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| Bring you back to reality man
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| Cause you’re stuck in a world full of sin, full of pain,
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| Full of scars, money, fashion, and cars
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| So go ahead and make Him King of your heart
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| And you’ll find yourself in Him
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| Nobody told us God wanted a relationship,
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| They just said that He was Master with a patient whip
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| Out to get me if I chose to forsake His gift
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| Saying my sin would be the reason if His patience dipped
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| And I ain’t perfect so I figured that He must hate me, (must hate me)
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| So my hope was to not frustrate things
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| So I gave Him very Sunday plus my bedtime prayer,
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| And instead of my girl’s room I went to bed downstairs
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| I lived everyday thinking that His love was conditional
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| Believing the subliminals that God was never into us
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| But despite my world views and my girl’s views
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| I decided to side with the God who changed my world views
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| It ain’t worth it man to work your hand to plan to please the people,
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| See I’m certain man assertive hands stand to see the cement
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| All men will bow to this God who’s real,
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| And because of His love your significance is
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| Don’t play yourself like that (like that),
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| Make a change I’ll tell you where it’s at (where it’s at)
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| Place your faith in Christ and He’ll bring you back,
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| Bring you back to reality man
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| Cause you’re stuck in a world full of sin, full of pain,
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| Full of scars, money, fashion, and cars
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| So go ahead and make Him King of your heart
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| And you’ll find yourself in Him |