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, i'm from the 'cuse but i live in n.y. to that third letter, plus i work words with a purpose i serve rhetoric, and jesus took a degenerate herd, let 'em in his presence by his blood, and i don't deserve the benefit, you can't move my team like we elephants, shorties can't remove my jeans, i'm being celibate, til i find a wife then we get it, get it, but i ain't no friend with the benefits 'less i'm committed, get it?, there they go again calling me eminem, they talking who's better than, cause i don't got melanin, i ain't the christian version of nothing, nor am i the second coming of someone, i am the first. me, this ain't no scheme to be relevant, i just represent for the messiah while rocking my fly pelicans, breaks told me never arrive, i'm getting better with the pen, they like "who the best, dead or alive?", well, my god was dead and alive, he's coming back again, when he cracks the sky, you ready to fly?, you gonna answer for the things that i'm asking, that's why i'm aiming high like yao ming's assassin, bang!, there i go, there i go, gone in the blink of an eye, cause you're just another star in the sky, we're dyin, dyin dyin, sayin goodbye, and bye, and bye, til the day that i'm gone, i'm gettin my own, take me hiiiigh, step up on the microphone now everybody upset, cause they know what i'm about, and what's gonna be the subject, i'm just gettin started, i ain't even had my lunch yet, i'm hungry and i ain't tryna blow like a trumpet, but this life ain't about me, i'm thinking so much bigger, my life would be so wasted if i put me in the center, they wanna stack the paper well i wanna stack it also, but i really don't wanna stack it for the reason that you thought so, get a big car, with a big crib, no, if i make a killin stacking millions to the ceiling, do you know how many children we can feed up in them villages?, see money by itself isn't evil, what really is being the heart of people, so tell me is the visual skewed, or is it just the lense that you see through, whatever i'm given i'm grateful, with a lot or a little, just wanna be faithful, praise due to the most high, know why he took a poor blind pitiful fool, made him a whole guy, was a slave to my sin and it stopped, change dropped, planted churches uptown then now we open up shop
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Artist: andy mineo