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Matthew Chapter 4:18  "As Jesus was walking beside the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen. Then he said to them, 'Come, follow me, and I will make you fishers of men.' At once they left their nets and followed him."  Think about that. Jesus said, "Come, follow me, and I will make you fishers of men."  

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I Will Make You Fishers Of Men

Subtitle: From Faith to Famine to Frustration to a Wealth Transfer 

Delve into the story of Abraham, the Father of Faith in Genesis 12, as he navigates challenges with a deep trust in God's promises. Learn how his strategic responses to famine and peril in ancient times offer timeless lessons for living a faith-filled life today, emphasizing obedience, strategic action, and a legacy that influences future generations.

Abraham: Father of Faith - Genesis 12 | Faith, Famine, Frustration, Wealth Transfer

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By Brian Lorens 
Prod. 13thirteen

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Lyrics 
Her legs like a Margiela circle wrapped around this (10)
Put shit in reverse; it’s me wrapped around by a ten
I make bread, Ion’ believe in making friends 
I see through the bullshit that shit got no tints 

I got yo hoe number in my phone Maison Margiela 
We can’t trust each other ‘cause all night we undercovers 
How you say you love her and trust her when she in public 
Like I said I got her digits Margiela Margiela numbers 
Hit the jackpot 
Huh huh 
When you fumble 
Hit them back shots 
Huh huh 
Make her stumble 
You smokin’ crack rocks 
Huh huh 
While crack her puddle 
I got Maison Maison Maison 
Huh 
Circle (6)
I get paid in paid in paid in blood 
You get paid in piss 
I can’t fake fake fake no love 
Bitch I love yo tits 
Don’t need no make make make up
Girl you still a ten

Her legs like a Margiela circle wrapped around this (10)
Put shit in reverse it’s me wrapped around by a ten
I make bread Ion’ believe in making friends

I see through you 
You don’t got no tints 
Got a bad bitch voodoo 
She could be a mess 
I put Margiela on her 
She a star
She keep callin’ me her father 
Call me god 
Turn yo whinin’ into water 
Avant-garde
I’m a top floor boss
I’m a don 
Yo hoe go down on this world 
Uh huh 
Like it’s dawn 
Oh I’m flattered you think it’s a perm 
Just that it’s not 
Far from a clot
I put in blood sweat and tears
I’ll never stop 
Don’t sign no dot 
I know all of these deals want me to drop 
Ion fuck with yo feelings 
No logic in that 
When I walk through a building 
You better tip yo hat 
‘Cause when I drop these new hits 
It’s like a letter for yo tax 
Yo girl goin’ love this new fragrance 
It’s “Margiela Jazz”

Margiela

baby turn out the lights…

Get In With Me x Mr. Brickbybrick

JT B1 - On The Graft (Audio MP4)

“Chickens” is not about poultry—it’s about perception. It’s a coded street sermon, a swaggering allegory on survival, cowardice, flexing, and freedom.

Over a beat that snaps with dancehall intensity and Afrocentric bounce, “Chickens” unpacks the pecking order of life: who’s clucking, who’s flying, and who’s just squawking with no wings to show for it.

The track blends rhythmic heat with lyrical shade—punchlines flap fast, baritones thump heavy, and the hook comes for necks. Yet underneath the humour and heat, there’s philosophy: Are you moving like a chicken—easily scattered, easily scared—or are you building flight?

It’s part satire, part sonic slap, and fully alive with attitude. The kind of track that struts into the room, dares the dancefloor, and calls out anything fake.

In this coop, only the bold lay legacy.

Chickens

Chickens - Volume 1

Singer songwriter trying to paint my thoughts and emotions through song. I’m more into writing but I don’t mind sharing my voice. I’d love to connect with other artists and collab or share ideas. It’s all love 

https://linkin.bio/lackintheartist

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