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Sep 2015
Pinky finger on tha trigger
Got my mind on the Scripture
I'm shooting wild style
Keeping a low profile
Ain't heard such as this
In a ****** long while
Don't try and diss
Else I **** and ****
All over your face
Don't matter your race,
It'll go down your throat,
So you learn not to gloat
The Lord keeps All afloat
This truth'll make you choke
**** so dense you think it's smoke
But if you choke then you'll croak
And I don't want to see any bloke
Go out in vain without
The Lord's name, out yo mouth,
Call it a shout out
"Ei! Ei! lord you hath forsaken me,
Now Christ rules this day"
The old way, Satan ruled over thee
Now you be walkin the new way
A new path free, His Son's blood hath
Redeemed you of the sins causing His Wrath
PhiWrit
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PhiWrit  25/M/Victoria
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