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I don't want to ruin my life |
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When I see you homie it just looks like you gave in |
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I went to prayer start praying for my good friend |
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I took it there tears falling over your sin |
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And I ain't one to hurt you but I can't ignore it man |
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Guess you don't wanna trust the gospels so you caved in |
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And made excuses for your own sin |
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You ain't cutting off no limbs plucking no eyes or cutting no hands |
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When temptation starts popping like it's pay per view |
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You just stand there take a few to the face and you |
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Don't understand Satan's baiting you |
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And his whole plan is erasing you |
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You don't wanna be father you wanna be fed |
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Til you vomit up Satan's bread |
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You forgetting that you are son and that God is provider |
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I guess you jumped the gun again |