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I'm too high to get over, too low to get under |
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Let my people go |
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I make them feel so good, you don't need to wonder |
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Let my people go |
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I take away the storm cloud, the rain, the thunder |
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Let my people go |
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Hey, somebody say |
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Let my people go |
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Somebody say |
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Let my people go |
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Spit miraculously, sip |
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Dracula's blood |
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Exist for centuries, the body chemistry |
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Mends wounds, heals injuries |
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My ministry leaves the industry in a tailspin |
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I push the envelope like |
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U.S. mail men |
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We need a leader who is not mischievous |
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Devious from |
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Satan's grip he'll lead us |
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Walk with track, the fact are actracecious |
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In fact the raps are packed with facts that teach us |
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Reach us, easily leaves emcees speechless |
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Read from the palm of the non believers |
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Some of them wonderin' how they become under achievers |
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One of the best, the perennial keynote speaker |
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My guidance, you want it |
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Come get it, |
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I'll flaunt it |
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And I will show you a way |
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So let my people go today |
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I'm too high to get over, too low to get under |
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Let my people go |
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I make them feel so good, you don't need to wonder |
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Let my people go |
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I take away the storm cloud, the rain, the thunder |
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Let my people go |
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Hey, somebody say |
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Let my people go |
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Somebody say |
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Let my people go |
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They tryin' to sell lies to the people, huh |
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Knowin' it's hard time for the people, huh |
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I'll knock your ass unconscious, put it up on |
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YouTubeThen film the sequel so it's free for the people, huh |
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Go ahead and download it, |
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I'mma teach you how |
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P as a prophet, a pastor, a preacher |
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With indisputable logic full blasting through your speaker now |
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I'm tryin' to learn your monk ass, |
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I'm tryin' to reach you now |
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And still you're like, who's this dude |
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With turning fix shape the game like |
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Rubik's cube? |
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Chicks seem brolick now, ruthless too |
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Spit the gospel on wax when he chooses to do |
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DamnOpen your eyes, man, you've been bamboozled |
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By the usual plans, hit up the middle like |
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Stan Musial |
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If y'all are tellin' me today's music is suitable and appealin' |
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Then I'm tellin' you the feelings are not mutual |
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I'm too high to get over, too low to get under |
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Let my people go |
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I make them feel so good, you don't need to wonder |
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Let my people go |
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I take away the storm cloud, the rain, the thunder |
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Let my people go |
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Hey, somebody say |
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Let my people go |
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Somebody say |
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Let my people go |
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Young children, pull your pants on up |
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Who want's to see the crack of your ass and see your butt? |
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You need to let all the people go |
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Pass the collection plate and give me all of my dough |
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And if you're wonderin' what's under my robe |
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My old rusty ass 38 snub nose |
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And just in case you thinkin' that my shit don't work |
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I say, go on and try robbin' my church |
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Too high to get over, too low to get under |
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Let my people go |
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I make them feel so good, you don't need to wonder |
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Let my people go |
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I take away the storm cloud, the rain, the thunder |
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Let my people go |
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Somebody say |
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Let my people go |
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Hey, somebody say |
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Let my people go |
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I'm too high(I'm too high to get over) |
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I'm too low(I'm too low to get under) |
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I make you feel so good, you don't need to wonder(Make me feel so good, you don't wonder) |
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Let myLet my |
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Let myLet my |
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Let my people(Let my people go) |
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Let them go |
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Hum |