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People Be Tripping But, Bit*h I Ain't Slipping, I'll Flip The Script Quick, Especially When A Mothera F*cker, Starts Thinkin Their Slick, Tellin An Sh*t, B*tch You'll Get Hit Right In Your Face, Lettin You Know Right Now You Can Be Replaced, There's No Way I'm Lettin My Talent Go To Waste, Instead I Embrace It With Passion, Plus I Take Action, and Only Speak On Facts, There's No Way I'm Goin Back To The Past, That Sh*t Wasn't Meant To Last Anyways, So Now I'm Goin On Wit My Day, Knowin I'm Ok, Because God Showed Me The Way, He Shined His Light, So I Could See I Shined Bight, and Glitter Gold, He Told Me, Not To Let The Drugs Take Control Confuse and Use Me To The Point Of No Return, I'm Goin Hard, But B*tch Ain't No Way I'm About To Get Burned, Because Everything I Got I Rightfully Earned, Even Tho I Was Blessed Wit Intuition, It Took Me A Second To Understand That The Devil Wasn't My Friend, Instead He Was Playin Pretend, Tryin To Act Like He's A Helpin Hand, Just To Get To My Soul, So I Cut His A*s Off Quick, and Showed Him Some Sh*t, I Only Rock Out Wit God By My Side, Understand That Nobody Could Ever Take His Place, I Came To This World To Help Him Win First Place, I'm Just Tryin To Say, Now I Hope You Have A Wounderful Day, Don't Forget To Pray and Thank Him Everyday...
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