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God
over
everything
To
God
almighty
I
give
praise
The
truth
it
hurts
So
lies
is
made
And
men
in
search
of
power
use
religion
to
design
a
slave
See
we
are
trying
to
find
a
way
While
trapped
inside
this
giant
maze
Where
niggas
let
that
iron
blaze
And
lost
in
simple
minded
ways
Where
we
hear
mothers
cry
and
rage
And
its
to
hard
to
hide
the
pain
Dont
try
to
count
up
how
much
money
ive
made
Go
count
the
lives
ive
saved
Theres
so
much
light
behind
the
shade
And
everynight
i
climb
the
stage
Moving
people
on
these
tracks
With
lines
like
they
was
riding
trains
I
aim
to
be
the
wisest
sage
Who
thinks
like
those
twice
his
age
Been
balling
long
as
Isaac
Hayes
That
fire
man
whose
eyes
ablazed
Twelve
passing
judgement
some
days
i
would
get
harassed
for
nothing
Did
massive
stunting
back
in
the
day
when
the
trap
was
jumping
Sold
packs
of
bud
and
didn't
have
a
budget
still
strapped
in
public
Somehow
im
winning
and
haters
can't
break
the
pattern
of
it
They
mad
at
something
their
cash
is
coming
and
ask
for
nothing
I
kept
faith
in
God
so
I
had
it
coming
you
got
to
love
it
I
produce
life
like
two
lovers
I
chase
my
dream
with
my
team
and
watched
it
unfold
like
new
covers
Dont
try
to
act
like
you
love
us
but
on
the
inside
you
jealous
In
times
of
comfort
and
fear
they
always
show
their
true
colors
I
swear
they
hate
on
my
success
But
they
give
ear
to
my
word
They
fear
what
they
heard,
the
Rap
God
is
clear,
I'm
superb
Yeah
Satans
nervous
The
demons
sweating
I've
picked
the
setting
I
keep
progressing
and
teaching
lessons
till
hes
beheaded
This
lethal
weapon
Unleashed
aggression
to
keep
from
stressing
with
the
deepest
message
Might
reach
the
heavens
thats
key
possession
Dont
fall
into
that
Devils
trap
Just
look
how
far
it
set
us
back
Just
know
that
you
can
broaden
your
horizon
without
steppin
back
God
never
gave
his
word
You
might
be
following
that
Devils
map
To
set
someone
up
for
a
lie
They
always
start
by
telling
facts
Lots
of
edits
from
different
authors
Added
lies
to
the
saga
What
understanding
loving
father
dips
his
kids
into
lava
All
religions
are
just
a
buisness
with
scriptures
written
by
scholars
Where
preachers
try
to
sell
hope
and
take
your
almighty
dollar
We
sat
with
them
chains
And
got
hung
like
a
swing
set
And
if
you
still
sitting
waiting
then
you
haven't
grown
wings
yet
Wings
up
thats
elevation
freedom
thats
what
my
team
reps
Keeping
digging
cause
theres
history
that
you
haven't
seen
yet
I
used
to
eat
with
some
gangsters
On
that
ave
with
them
forks
And
niggas
knew
where
to
find
me
either
the
trap
or
the
court
Please
keep
your
sons
out
them
streets
Go
put
they
ass
into
sports
And
all
my
lyrics
cut
deep
Like
i
was
rapping
with
swords
Im
always
bringing
that
heat
Like
i
was
passing
a
torch
And
giving
credit
to
God
Like
he
was
passing
a
course
So
just
let
go
of
the
worse
And
just
hold
onto
the
best
While
on
that
road
to
success
you
got
to
know
that
you're
blessed
Possessed
the
power
to
heal
I
taught
myself
how
to
use
it
Yeah
we
all
aim
for
the
top
but
do
you
know
how
to
shoot
it?
See
me
i
go
through
the
music
with
hopes
that
you
dont
confuse
it
Although
this
life
is
abusive
understand
life
is
exclusive
Dead
men
wish
they
was
in
our
shoes
But
had
the
chance
and
they
blew
it
Theres
no
more
sex
Theres
no
more
ticks
No
bomb
expert
can
defuse
it
Theres
no
more
Ls
when
life
expires
we
hope
God
can
renew
it
While
your
loved
ones
left
with
that
pain
but
you
won't
be
there
to
soothe
it
Im
from
the
land
of
the
laws
where
theres
no
way
to
recoup
it
You
pray
to
God
and
say
you
love
him
then
be
godly
and
prove
it
1 God Strong
2 Dirty Dancing
3 Plug Love
4 Had To Sauce
5 Busta Rhymes
6 Love The Rapper
7 Born To Ball
8 I'm The Man
9 Godly
10 Wifin You
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