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Stay Humble

Dark side turns to the light
and im a grown man get shookin looking and scared of the night

Another epic, they want me dead, and maybe I should keep a pistol in my pocket for my protection, but you can't shoot invisible forces,

Keep the courses of that resurrection
And my loyalty to the Son is evident in this selection

Have you ever been hurt or lied to and made you drank pales of gin?
And when you needed a helping hand, you heard the tone and tone and tone again

Have you ever beat in your sleep for fighting the devil?
Have you ever been lonely? Alone, but still on that level with God

Thats life its never a problem, say my prayers like Abel, at least as close as I can
I know I can make through whatever as long as you hold Gods hand

He gave me a couple of dollars, pay my bills,
if wasn't for Jesus I would of been killed without a doubt

For all whose in attendance, remembrance and love
I said it hurts to be couped and cooed like a dove

It's simple to pleasure my lust, but it's much simpler to sway
I was taught to be kind and humble and stay out of the way, and if Gods will maybe I live to see another day.

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My Partner In Crime.

Something for my lady, gettin that money by any means.
Who get with the player type, a thug, from the hood with good dreams,

Who kick it in high heals, plenty tank tops, camouflage, fatigues
Her thongs clear to the vision, so you can see some good things

Stretch marks, body smoother then Marble floors in Hamptons
Lampin' large in a condominium or mini mansion

Sidekick mobile phone, three flip like kirk 
I'm very religious, superstitious, and like David I ain't scared to flirt

I'm from the dirt, root and soot. Came up on my own foot.
Used to hang with the crooks, But now I'm legit don't ask where I work just know keep a job 
on the books.

I took my chance with many girls, but until I looked for a woman.
I got one thats crazy, sexy & cool. Waterfalls, good lookin'.

I can remember back in school, being judged by chicks,
People hearing I have some money, suddenly I'm the sh,

Past baby's mama, drama, karma, dillemas and problems
got me writing this jingle, ready to mingle, Holla, holla, holla, holla.

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How Am I the Bad Guy?

I gave you all my loving, I gave you all my care
I even rubbed your feet, and even greased your hair
Now when I come in your presence you act like I ain't there
I never lied to you, I even cried with you, 
How can you treat me like I died to you
Like I don't exist
Wont give me a hug, not even a little kiss
You wont look in my eyes cause you did me wrong
and you got me pissed
How is it my fault, that ain't true
when you hit me, have I ever beat on you
When prettier girls tempted me did I cheat on you
Love ain't about the long hair, or the pretty face
It's about being my queen, only you could fill that place
You said you'll never leave me, then you left me cold
so to say things is my fault you are pretty bold 
If you didn't desire me just keep it true, and keep it real
You said you plan on seeing other men, how am I supposed to feel
I thought you needed to be single, 
but you stabbed my heart and with other guys you wanted to mingle
So how am the bad guy, 
when you spent the end telling bad lies
I'm going to try to wait for you, I know it's a lot to bear,
Of the hard times, I guess i'm the bearer 
If you want to know where thing went wrong, don't only 
look at me, look at yourself in the mirror.

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Lets Ride

On path to redemption like Michael Corleone
Shabby like shallow water and catchy like rappers ring-tones
Take control of your destiny, lucky poetic justice
your majesty so majestic, my crown royal like Custis
fugitive towards the failures, I'm Jet Li of this marshall  
war chariot my cordial, the struggle super sized my marbles 
where expiration is contagious,
you gotta to be fire fighter courageous 
Stay, safe behind the pistol, and bible pages
trails and court cases, 
monologue my dairy
sitting in the darkness I pray to the Lord quietly
I'm like President Clinton never needed an moniker  
Trying make into the habitat of the holy one, look to the north pole Andromeda
Pristine like Christine crashed my car
I smashing double doubles at the bar
And I'm blasting bumping music with the dutch back, turn down out of respect
lets ride my Taurus,Chevy, or Lac,

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Young Man , One Life To Live

All you get is one life, one chance
nigga you don't get no advance
one pass, so you better make it last young man
but your decision was to move with the criminals
do what the killers do
follow the leader is what niggas do
In minimum little cousin you're penitentiary bound
even worse than the hearse just another mystery now
Wanna be a young thug, some "thug"
had a good job but he wanted to get rich quick so he slung drugs
You know the story
everybody want the gangster's glory 
they wanna ball,they want it all they brains distorted
until the feds set up,and then that's when they vision get clearer
the man in the mirror done figured out that life is much realer
Police screens freeze, you pull your pistol and you squeeze
Plop Plop to his knees, he drops his 40 then he flees
Now the whole precinct chasing behind him
He better keep running cause if they find him
they going to remind him
got you bucking and ducking 
100 miles and running they coming you better keep stomping
Aint no stopping, they aint bluffing
Cause they gonna lay you in a casket, 
blast pass your head while you dashing through the alley
Should run for cover,
look that's helicopter they hover
realizing there were many different paths to Christ but now it's no time, for another
Realizing your either dead or in jail
Purgatory, Heaven or Hell
all of sudden you get hit and you remember,
you only have one life to live, 
everything after that, it is what it is....................

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Finally Paid

From the gurney,
to all the attorneys
I'm finally paid.

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Dear Girl, I Still Love You.

I still love you, I wish I could stroke your hair
As long as you were in my arms, I didn't have a care 

Not one in the entire world
As long as I was your man and you were my girl

Now that your gone I can't even function
thinking to myself, how did we ever meet this junction

How could you do me file
I miss everything about you, you had the brightest smile

We had dreams daily how it will be when we'll walk down the wedding aisle
Now when I call your phone, all I hear is the dial

Being with you mad my day, it even mad my nights
Without you my days have no light

You laugh and lie to me, you no that ain't right
I know a bug you daily but I can't lose my baby without a fight

Even though things between us have became so tragic
Don't dwell on the bad, remember the good, baby you cant deny our magic

Remember our first date, remember our first night
That passion for you still exist, and hopefully a future with you is not out of sight.

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A Thorn In My Side

A thorn in my side, Im torn from inside
Of a time partially forgotten but my memories betray me and take me down that ride
through the death of my pride, under duress, when I tried to hold back but cried 
Through the love and the pain, through the sun, through the fire through the rain
If it's over than its over, how can you deny my love, how could you deny more aim
I gave you all the love I had and more, but no matter what the seeds I sowed with you the
benefits I never reaped it, you left me alone when I most needed, and kissed me on the
cheek like Judas when he betray Jesus, baby you can keep it, left me all alone to walk on my
journey, sick going through chemo life in danger, with the person that I loved with all my
heart absent, left alone to be comforted by a stranger, It's all good even though broken
and             bitter I hold no anger, From sea to shining sea to death of my destiny
Keeping it kept, with my boots on, when you need me, you know I'm there
Most certinaly, open the curtain, look to the sky God could see that I'm hurting .

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Lord Have Mercy

Lord have mercy on my soul
I know you never you wanted to see your your son walking in the cold
Hanging out in the slums, 
I have hundreds of thousands of dollars why am I hanging with bums, it's hard to make
decisions the struggle is where I'm from 
So much hurt, so much pain,  
 Sad and evil thoughts won't leave my brain.
 I treat everyone with love, but they rather treat me like I'm in enslavement, 
My life ain't been right since I saw my foster brother lying dead on the pavement
Lord please steer my ship, cause the path in headed my spirit can no longer take the labor
Your prophet told me whatever I ask of you, you shall grant cause I have the spirit of
Christ and for me I'll always have favor, 
Thanks for the financial blessings lately but those gifts I can not savor 
cause I'm running to my past and running away from future, running away from dreams
running away from the girl you chose for me as my queen
I stayed strong, and moved on, but I wish I could go back to the day I lost it
When she hit me in the face and told never to hit again
Lord you know I was abused as a child, so me getting defensive when hit, wasn't right
cause by talking it could of made our problems solvable
But the way I said things made my actions deplorable
I pray to Jesus that he can give us an audible 
Even though she hurt me deep, even though I don't want her, when I lay down to sleep you
keep putting her in my visions
It's making it hard for me to move forward and make some new decisions
Lord why have you stuck this girl to heart like a leech
It even brought a tear to my eye when I had another girl take her place for reservations I
made for us at Myrtle Beach
Even though I had a great time there the feeling was bittersweet
I'll try my hardest to do your will, even though a girl I will not beseech
I ask that you make it easier caused everything I attained I had to toil
Even if things don't go my way I will forever stay loyal
And Lord Bless me to still have love for those that does things purposely to hurt me
Even though I'm disobedient at times, I pray for my soul that you The Lord Have Mercy.

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I'M Back

In every day in every way, tellin' me do what I do, in school
 Remember my homies, remember my friends,
 Remember Monique I thought she was cool 
Stayed away from the club, 
the bottles of bub,
 thought it was love, 
for now on have to Remember to chill, 
she left me all alone 
I Went to The Lord,
and the Heavenly Father is all that I have for real
 All that I need, all that I want  Nobody can mirror me, baby, you straight I'd rather
kick it with them anyway, I'd never be mad cause I cant
It's not that I can't, but baby I ain't
Remember the hurting words, I'll never forget
I walk alone standing strong, and pump my fist
and even when they hit, lied on me laughed, I returned them with a kiss

I know what they do, I know where they go
They breaking me down I'm cleaner than snow
heavenly father you gave me my life and I'm trying to lead the people like Noah,
the people like no, the people like who, the people like what 
the people like where, I'm about to leave the country and have the people like which way
did he go?
People they know but they won't admit it, it's all good, this is a poem
Out of the lord everybody will lead it
his heavenly guidance, 
look at me thought I was lost but look what was found
The Heavenly Father picked me up when I was down
They want me to choose but thats not my role
I'm saying my prayers to better my soul
to better my spirit to better my life and all that Ive had you already know
Remember when I was homeless, thank God giving me some money and give me some clothes and
a house on the hill to rest my head, and forgiving me for my sins
in the name of the father the son and the holy spirit, amen
Remember days walking the streets, 
now I never have to work again i'm living at peace 
the peace I'm still, from homeless, to couple pennies away from a mill
I can finally relax without the stress, I can rest my neck and rest my back
Heavenly father I thank you for everything life is good and you're the greatest
you're the best I'll tell the rest through all my prayers
and Heavenly father I thank you for everything life is good and you're the greatest
you're the best I'll tell the rest through all my prayers.