go to the shelf and grab my ...........
.......rifle/ da one I used last week & shot up my rivalz/ I got problemz in cyclez/ a bunch of drama in cypherz/ Maybe God would help but I'm not entitled to call on His title/ not when I scoffed His disciplez/ while mockin' His Bible/ I wuz lost in da hype of Hip Hop and it's Idols/ So let me just end my life right here/ cuz da end of dis strife iz dis knife right here/.......
....all of a sudden dis man walk through my door/ wit my face to my floor as blood sway through my pores/ If I had enough strength I would've bash dis cat out/ but I started to loose conscienceness/ dat's when I blacked out/ I woke up but I ain't know if I wuz alive/ I wasn't bleedin' no mo/ I made it out through my demise/ but where was I?/ where iz dis place?/ all I see iz green pasturez but wherez God?/ where iz His face?/...just then I seen a light brighta then da sun itself/ da light wuz so bright da fire from it burned itself/ then I heard a voice sayin'/ "Why don't you trust me?"/ "Why do you hate me?"/ "Why don't you want me"/ Why is it you love other things but you bump me to the side all your life?"/ "Why don't you love me?"/..... I had think a minute/ about what God had pled/ some stuff came up from my heart and this iz whut I said.........
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