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I learned to pray when


I learned to pray when life throws me a test

I know that I'm strong, & that I do try my best

they try to slander me yet I lay them to rest

got my foot on their necks

yea that's whoever dissing

all in my ass but I won't do no kissing 

It's a love and hate game so who choosing and picking 

don't act like shit sweet, no candy licking 

zoned out swear I do be flipping 

but spirit says that I'm not tripping 

bc shit be twisted, tension in the air it's kinda misting 

intensing

 

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