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Weight Of Glory


HOOK X 1

I want to witness

Do you want to be me

Spittin the truth about His-reality

I got back up to be all that I could possibly be

I want to witness, so that I can be free

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I want to witness

Am I going insane

As I declare Jesus' Great, Holy, and Majestic Name

I went into the hospitals and stayed true to my Lord

Declaring face to face to the ill that they are ALL His Adored

After I got out I did not stop

I baptized them in the Atlantic, ya I am crazy pop-that-lock

To believe God created them and me

Then saved us for eternity

I take meds to keep a level head

As I die daily and am already dead

To this world

Though the ones I loved hurt and abused me

The Spirit of The Lord was upon me to declare the captives free

Though they forced (YES FORCED!!!) me to inhale that woka flocka flame

Yo these street drugs are trying to drive me insane

But God delivered me crossed trained in the spiritual marines and now in the Lord's great Army

I want to witness

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I am a laborer in the house of the Lord

Getting my hands dirty in the soil of the mind

Passing up the ladies that flirt, skirting by the skiiiiirt flippin up their skirts

Though secret passions flood my brain

I WILL stand and declare His Great Holy Name

I want to witness

How about you

Are you doing all you can to be Sempre Phi always true

So let me simplify the Sempre Phi and relate this truth to you

Jesus LOVES you and NEEDS you too

How many of you step off your high horse

And come down from Mt. Zion and plot your course

To Golgotha along the Via Del La Rosa

And witnessed to la costa nostra

I did and they tried to recruit me

Sayin that they needed men with no fear

But I lied to all of them

Pretending to be free, yo I was lost in sin

But still saved by the Grace of God

Still an lower case "g" not an upper case pod

I created my David cave of Adullum

As I told them all about Him

Now the seeds have been planted let's see what they do

Arrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Lord do they even really love you?

Or are they all fake like a Micah of death

With not heart and no respect

All I know is I did what I could

Now I will no longer go into the hood

As they have put a hit out on me!

ARRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!

GOD SET AND MAKE ME FREE!!!

EVEN NOW I DESIRE TO WITNESS AND SEE YOUR GLORY!!!
I NEED TO WITNESS!!!
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THE PUERTO-RICAN JESUS

Just read I am an open book (lol). Brevity is the soul of wit.

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