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You know what a Hassa is frank, That's a pig, that don't fly straight, Neither do you Frank, I stayed loyal to you I made what I could on the side, but I never turned you Frank, never, and you a man ain't got his word, is a cockroach Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh all praises to The Most High man, Yahawah Bahasham Yahawashi, let's go Let me open up yo mind, imma give yo ass some game, had to hop up in the truth, I don't care about the fame Yeah Yahawah be the reason, an im finna' change the game, I could kick open yo spirit, Nigga Baraq be the name I don't care about no dollar, they be asking why i changed, I ain't nothing like you niggas, me and you is not the same all of we got a purpose But to you it's just a game, yeah with me it's life, or death, I'm trana' make it to them gates And I'm sick of everybody, talkin' bout they got some opps, Y'all don't know what's going on, god the one that got you shot, nigga read and keep the law you and your brother won't get popped Nigga read and keep the law, you and yo' brother won't get popped Exodus 15 and 3 it say God a man of war, finna step on everybody, and his name it be the Lord He ain't coming for no peace, yea he coming with that sword, boy these streets finna get bloody, you ain't never seen before Jacob's trouble on the way Yeah, You know what's gone be war See the shock up on they face Why you didn't keep the law Yeah, Aye, why you didn't keep the law, See the shock up on they face Why you didn't keep the law Aye And yeah, I'm stepping for his name So I ain't scared to die I'm fighting to be the elect So I can't tell a lie The truth was always in your face You was just getting high Better get right Before The Most High crack open that sky I thank Yahawashi for choosing me cause I was lost Yeah, I was deep up in these streets Too busy trana' floss Stuck in my head Trying to be that nigga Be the boss I got my life on track I'm striving to endure this walk Best believe we Israelites Crackers trana' take us out I ain't wit' none of that hiding I ain't finna close my mouth I'm fulfilling prophecy If I tell you what it's bout' Get on knees and pray my family come to sense and seek it out Most of y'all just hella lost Don't know what I'm speaking bout' Better open up that Bible If you trying to figure out First you gotta come repent Better stop running your mouth After that you pray for knowledge Don't be bugging yourself out, boy Yeah, don't be bugging yourself out Yeah, these words is hella mighty You know I'm gon' bring it out, boy Yeah, you know I'm gon' bring it out Yeah, yeah All these churches filled with clowns That's just what it is, man I'ma tell you the truth And nothing but the truth Feel me We in the last days You better repent And that's that
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