| I know the Lord, will make a way
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| He will make a way, yessssssss he will
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| Yessssss, he willlllll
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| Ohhh, I do believe that we will make it Yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhhh
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| Uhh uhh
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| I was at rock bottom, my whole life was mo' problems
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| Reincarnation of a slave pickin cotton
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| Stress beamin down like the sun I felt rotten
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| To the core, was at war, cause the enemy is plottin
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| I hear him knockin, sayin that we got him
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| Hot like solar, he wanna burn my soul up World on my shoulders but I roll back ya boulders
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| Words have a funny way of comin back to scold ya Watch what come out of your mouth, you crack a molar
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| I tried to told ya, hehehe
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| Enemies gunnin, true believers ain’t runnin
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| Or duckin, we ain’t scared of nuttin, ya feel me?
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| They wanna test me and press my buttons, oh really?
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| Allow Uncle L to hip y’all to somethin, uhh, uhh
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| Yeah, uhh, check it out
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| There’s a living power, make a man out a coward
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| Rebuild your strength like the new Trade Towers
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| I thought that I was over, my life got devoured
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| Now I’m on top and I pray for all the doubters
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| Time to shout it, sing it louder
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| Yeahhhhh, we’re gonna make it We’re gonna make it (we're gonna make it)
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| Thank God we made it (yeahhhhhhhhhhh)
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| And I mean it, yeah yeah, oh yeah
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| I was feelin like my whole world was spinnin and spillin
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| On the ground and that God wasn’t willin
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| It seemed like the only ones ballin was the villains
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| Dollar signs in they eyes, lyin to our chill’un
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| I wanna kill 'em, I’d rather God hit 'em
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| They sellin venom and we buyin it like denim
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| These world wide webs they weave, we caught in 'em
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| Old folks is dyin and CEO’s skimmin
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| The bat’s in your hand and this is the 9th inning
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| Keep your eyes on the ball when you swingin
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| Don’t be confused, don’t be fooled by the wind-up
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| Start switchin your position, make your mind up Pull your bootstraps tight, get your grind up Get your life lined up before time’s up Yo, yo, you know what?
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| Take ten percent of that, dough you tryin to stack
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| Send it up to God, I guarantee he send it back
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| Multiply it by a hundred times, y’all remember that
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| That’s just a little jewel to get the monkey off your back
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| Uhh, yeah, sing it out now
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| In the darkest valley, through the loneliest alley
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| Never give up, press on through the storm
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| Weepin man fall, for the night seem long
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| But if you stand strong joy come within the morn'
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| And it goes, on and on and on and on and on and-ah
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| I know it feels like your back’s to the wall
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| Who’s sittin in the crib, and you don’t know who to call
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| (Jesus!) Hangin on a tight rope, fingers slippin off
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| But you ain’t by yourself dawg, we all been lost
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| Stay on your course, carry your cross
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| Ain’t no stoppin, got to keep it poppin
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| You want it, you can get it, believe me the king did it Nothin gonna hold you back, there’s no limits
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| I’m sent to bring truth to rap, not gimmicks
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| And I’m not finished, man listen
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| Here’s the moral to the thesis, y’all cats need Jesus
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| He put your life back together, pick up the pieces
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| Word to the masses, I heard God asked us For less fake rappers, and more real pastors
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| Uh-huh, uh-huh, so hereafter
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| We made it, we made it Through the storm and rain, yeahhhhhhh
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| You can make it, yes you can
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| You can make it, you got me I know you can, I know you can
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| I know you can, yessssss, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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| I do believe we’ll make it (Hallelujah!)
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| (Glory! Glory!) |