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Only two things I fear in this life is God and a gun
Both can take my life but one gave me life with the Son, yea
I stay away from them sticks, but I ain't running from God
Pray I never receive shells, but I want some grace from above
Only two things I fear in this life is God and a gun
Both can take my life but one gave me life with the Son, yea
I stay away from them sticks, but I ain't running from God
Pray I never receive shells, but I want some grace from above
A lil piece of steel, intention to kill, invented to harm
An almighty God, invented humans to feel, we wrapped in His arms
Possess firearms, protection of self, no need for providence
I don't trust myself, and I never can as long as I'm human
I fear guns cuz what they can do to me and what I can do to somebody
I don't need a gun, ita be sum in my head telling me do it
Prolly I'm trippin
I know I'm smarter than that, I know I ain't stupid
But the power of evil is real, I pray I do not have to kill
Do not fear the one that take body
But fear the one that can take body and soul
Do not praise the one that take body
Cuz one that take body is losing his soul
God in control, I live a life that ain't mine, I'm just a part of game
We are designed to be something more than each other
Lord, thwarted by death
I'm from hood, but I never wanted a gun I wanted to be more like God
Cuz I know His wrath, nobody can stop me from growing
Hinderance come from within
God and a gun, one is created by humans the other created the humans
One is created by humans the other created the humans
I say I fear guns, but guns need operators so who do I really fear?
I'm scared of my brothers
I wish it wasn't this way, but that's who I really fear
I say I fear guns, but guns need operators so who do I really fear?
I'm scared of my brothers
I wish it wasn't that way, but that's who I really fear
Only two things I fear in this life is God and a gun, yea
Both can take my life but one gave me life with the Son, yea
I stay away from them sticks, but I ain't running from God
Pray I never receive shells, but I want some grace from above
God and a gun



Авторы: Dustyn Baker



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