Verse I Find myself with my mic in a tight spot There the type to pick a fight in the light or dark Sceneries turn mean they and mimic me Many men is thieves epidemically Calling names out whos gonna settle it They use fists ignorant to break our fellowship Those thugs at the parties never get chicks Under developed kids dropping out a English Bunch of idiots living insignificant Caught in anything theyd kill a king No worries man be Christness got me off the crutches living righteous And I might just Hang with the likes of these common thieves, prostitutes you can say you saw me Chorus If Im a live, Im a live for my God And if Im a die Im a die for the cause Dont matter got peace in my mind Day after day, let the love shin
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