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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