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These
brothas
passin'
me
and
they
all
rollin'
fly
Coups
They
throw
some
D's
on
it
but
they
still
ain't
got
truth
They
blow
they
cheese
on
it
then
they
die
and
what's
the
use?
I'm
so
secure
in
Jesus
all
I
want
in
life
is
fruit
Don't
need
no
fast
money,
don't
need
a
fast
car
Yeah
the
faith
is
a
race
but
it
ain't
a
NASCAR
And
you
and
God
got
beef
cause
you
keep
Chasin'
money
like
them
hundreds
got
feet
Buddy
wanna
be
rich
but
even
50
done
said
That
he
still
feel
broke
even
though
he
got
bread
Make
'em
throw
away
they
life,
got
'em
runnin'
from
the
feds
Love
of
money's
like
crack,
both
of
'em
will
leave
you
dead
When
you
die
and
face
God,
nothin'
left
to
be
said
Instead
of
chasin'
the
truth,
you
take
a
lie
to
the
head
Homie
all
I
can
do
is
tell
you
what
Jesus
said
Repent
and
turn
from
your
sin
cause
the
kingdom
of
God's
at
hand
That's
real
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
So
what
who
cares?
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
I
got
Jesus
baby!
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
So
what
who
cares?
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
I
got
Jesus
baby!
People
want
they
cheese,
American
mozzerella
The
enemy's
rat
trap
might
snap
any
second
I'm
like
that
dude
in
Matthew
who
after
finding
a
treasure
Gave
all
he
had
to
get
it,
that's
a
real
go-getta
The
13
letters,
the
Torah,
Gospel
and
prophets
You'll
never
see
the
soul
of
prophets
chasin'
a
profit
Now
look
at
1 Timothy
6,
it's
so
clear
You
chase
the
money
and
wind
up
in
a
snare
Now
a
vow
of
poverty,
no,
it's
not
there
But
you
pursue
God,
the
rest,
He
takes
care
You
don't
step
on
His
back
in
order
to
get
rich
If
you
do
then
you're
in
sin
and
ordered
to
repent
You
come
to
Christ
for
God,
you
come
to
Daddy
for
worship
He
ain't
take
that
cross
to
fund
your
vanity
purchase
Even
though
we
all
agree
that
death
is
certain
It
seems
we
believe
there's
banks
beyond
earth
That's
crazy
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
So
what
who
cares?
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
I
got
Jesus
baby!
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
So
what
who
cares?
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
I
got
Jesus
baby!
Money,
dough,
cash,
paper
If
it
was
a
woman,
I
promise
I
used
to
date
her
Now
that
we
broke
up
she
be
callin'
ya
boy
a
hater
Cause
all
I
do
is
use
her
for
glorifyin'
my
Maker
My
treasure's
up
in
Heaven,
Christ
is
my
satisfaction
If
I
was
broke
I'd
be
richer
than
folks
who
never
had
Him
God
is
the
Gospel,
not
a
new
Bentley
Was
empty
and
He
gave
me
life
and
that's
plenty
Get
me,
homie
I
could
spend
six
centuries
Simply
saying
I'm
satisfied
in
the
sensie
And
it's
sickenin'
that
knowin'
God
ain't
good
enough
We
gotta
tell
'em
they
can
get
rich
quickly
Now
this
is
heresy,
false,
it's
not
true
2nd
Corinthians
chapter
8 and
verse
2
Read
that
and
please
believe
that
Forget
a
c-note,
man,
they
pockets
was
e-flat
They
still
had
joy
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
So
what
who
cares?
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
I
got
Jesus
baby!
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
So
what
who
cares?
(You
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper,
you
got
money,
you
got
paper)
I
got
Jesus
baby!
1 Don't Waste Your Life
2 Don't Waste Your Life
3 Go Hard
4 Identity
5 Indwelling Sin
6 Breathin' to Death
7 Truth
8 Desperate
9 Change
10 Fall Back
11 Got Paper
12 I'm a Saint
13 The Bride
14 Beautiful Feet
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