Tonart: C# minor
Verse 1
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The meek shall
inherit the earth
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That's what the bible says
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Verse 2
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Walk like a giant, talk like a tyrant
Faith of a mustard seed,
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destined for a triumph
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David and Go liath,
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hate me or ad mire
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Kush burns slow as I chase my de sires
Verse 3
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Embrace my empire,
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Guns like choirs when they sing, keep quite
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Will I get to Heaven? Turn to Psalm 27
Lord knows when I see this monkey
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I'm gon' be the devil
Verse 4
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Be him 'cause I'm clever,
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You never was a G, nigga,
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Unit ain't to gether
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New York's unified down south,
love dat
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When we get to shine,
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muthafuckas where the love at?
Verse 5
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Real niggas gettin' money,
betta log on
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Think da games dead now? Imagine
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Imagine when this song gone
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there's only one to call on
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I mean
Verse 6
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if I die today
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I could honestly say, thank you, Lord
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Thank you, Lord,
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thank
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you, Lord
Verse 7
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I'm bigger than a title,
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You could label me the biggest
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title in the game
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Put food on the table, fed the whole city
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Tell me who be the fool if
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the Feds come get me
Verse 8
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Better years are better when you
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call it trendsetter
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The world so cold hope
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you got a lil' sweater
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Caught a lil case but he had
a lil' cheddar
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Planned out the 15, poured
Verse 9
his life in a letter
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Very first line he called,
trick daddy stupid
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tellin' people that it's lupus
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Not the one just to jump to conclusions
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small talk can be a nuisance
Verse 10
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reminiscent to them nooses
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Sittin' on deuces, new land cruisers
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Who the fuck you callin' losers,
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Look like you could use us
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When
Verse 11
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I bought my first
Run DMC vinyl
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And my first 2 Live Crew cassette
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I woulda cried if I knew I would be
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Took me 40 minutes
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to walk there to buy it
Verse 12
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A C.O. but if I really was
When all these niggas undercover,
fuckin' niggas up
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Keep it trilla, nigga never
had a gun and badge
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Kept a nice, watch smokin'
Verse 13
on a hundred sack
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Back in the day,
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I sold crack for some nice kicks
Skippin' school,
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I saw my friend stabbed with a ice pick
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Young nigga 15 with 3 C's
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From that very day I carried
Verse 14
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Can't criticize niggas
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Better get smart, young brotha live yours
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Only live once and I got 2 kids
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And for me to feed them I get 2 gigs
Verse 15
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ceo so we can bow our head
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And pray over the meatloaf
I'm lookin' at the big picture
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Keep a bitch with cha, tryna get
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a bit richer
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Verse 16
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I remember prayin' for,
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for me to just get the
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just get a record deal
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And now I sign artists
Outro 1
Thank you, lord
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