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Thinking ‘bout all my blessings, life’s strife is just some lessons. Uh, I’ve been, live when I didn’t know how to digest it. The suggestions I wasn’t taking, now I’m making no way for Satan. New day, few may be waitin’. But I’m a keep creating, innovating regardless. How I prove that I move the hardest, when I start this? Be more than an artist. Light my flame and tame and the shame go down, my crown. Is here like wit’ my peers, we all true titles. To me, truly, my crew bring a slew of vitals. I need the thing inside, to ride up on my self. Love no shove my soul, fly like a dove. In full, my health, I neglect. I’m trying to believe in God, much respect. I’d be lying if I didn’t weave how hard it is and shit. But every eve when I sleep deep, next morn’ I peep. Keep it, the innocence, win ya dense vision back. My pain reign, cut like an incision, so wack. Oh yeah, I’m trying new roads. I flew towards, the easy path, no wonder I got shot like that. Blood bath, the crud wrath, my life I tried to take it. Queasy laugh like it a gaffe, but maybe I make it. As a lesson, stop stressin’ and find the narrow one. Life ain’t a straight line, no arrow gun. I’m great, fine, from the sun light. To every thang I bring, dang I done right. Ha, I’m just letting myself loose. I’m getting my wealth spruce, from calmness, not juice. I don’t need to exceed my destined plan, God take my questioned hand, and show me how I can. And will do, until you, put the stand for this down. They gon’ run you on over, now to that I’m sober. No mo’, been so po’, in my head. I dread being dead yet I get poisoned like lead. Noise sin and spread, that I be hearing. I’m wearing toward tearing, nearing the end, my friend. Nah, I can’t stop, a chant pop off. In my spirit, go Anthony, I hear it. Man I see, that scoff they giving me. Huh, but they ain’t gon’ stop my living spree. And I wanna thank, those who when I sank. Was there, cause where I go, fo’ sho’ I draw blank. I’m glad my jaw prank, in terms of what I do. Cause if what I said was true, I’d be dead and through. Constant panic, c’mon, don’t get me stranded! I’m feeling manic, to this where my mechanic. It’s past I overcome, I last and supernova some. Meaning I’m seen in, this never again, when. Then I make up my mind, I’m too kind for you. And I can’t make ya my boo if ya gon’ stew. Up the rumors, some come bad like tumors. I’m dumb sad like late bloomers, but we great consumers. Later on when we don’t cater on and think ‘bout. What we supporting, no short in my brain, simple and plain. My ink out, nah man, I gotta write. Shout out to God, on mortal sod I’m doing lotta right. And now I can see it, wow the man bleed it, how I ran, be it. I don’t need shit, but God and me. It’s odd to see, but I’m turning a new leaf. Learning a new brief, but powerful message. Ya reap what ya sow, I peep it and go. Spread what I read, the giver deliver like expressage. I keep it fo’ sho’, now in my mind that glow.

God Did.

God Did Remix

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God Did Remix

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