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A Changed Man

Lord knows that I'm not perfect I've made bad decisions and choices I've ever ignored my inner voices, and ended up in places that I've should not have been I've seen so many things and some many faces in these strange places Been called so many names, and kept getting into fights, kept doing my dirt, but left no traces All of this come my way even though I stayed in my own lane I know after hearing some of this, you may shake your head, and whisper to yourself What a crying shame We're living in a day and time where real is fake, and fake is real, and life is just a game I've never thought in a million year that I would be carrying my community on my shoulder Do what I do, showing love and support to those who are less fortunate try to make it over Nooo, not me I was just a little hood rat from the mean streets of Baltimore Until I started seeing thing differently Now I'm the brother trying to give back in which I've taking from in other words, I'm trying to Bmore More than a conqueror as I stand on the Promises of God I can't turn back now, even though things are rough and times get hard I say all that to take this, the acts of ministry Is Random if you can see So don't worry about being a blessing to someone else, and what around until the timing is right Because God can and will deliver you, just like he delivered me No need to ask my name, just call me a changed man

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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