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If they say I won the lotto
My surprise would be surprised
Surprise 
Raining down sheltered tears 
Because I cry on the inside
Flooding my heart with tears of sorrow
But you just won the lotto
No
I choose the wrong god to follow
Listen
See my trust bears factors of
I need this and I need that
I wanted goOd 
So I took the O off my back
In between God I placed my O
And took an Oath that in this 
I'll grow
Owing nothing but
My soul
Making my Faith a train reck without a track
So there's no brakes when I crash
Listen
My lifes a metronome with no bpm
So I must be ticking in the wrong program
I have no Reason to be a fruity loop
Maybe because my Cubase was elevated making me an acid pro
Listen
I laugh to humor myself 
When I know i'm doing wrong
Indulging in sins progress
Wait Is this me being all I can be
Salute
Me
More like the few 
Because the proud is only proud 
Of what they can do
Or did 
Hmm sounds like you
See I'm a seal team six 
Cause the world can't define me
See they've seen me
But now I dont exist hmm
Listen
See we skip through a world with pot holes
Disguising the fact that
Our steps have been ordered
What a fine detailed picture 
We decided to paint over
Salvation
Splurging in levis, polo, and jordan
Nike, outlets affording
Spitting on The Good Will
Forgetting we were once 
Less fortunate, poor, broke
Or A shame
No ashamed
Embarrassed to shop at a place that excepts the broken
Oh right His Will is The Good
Mines well re-read 
And add Romans 1:16 to your daily devotion
Listen
There's a sale in the kingdom
But who reads the circulars
The Father, The Spirit, and the Son
Is all for ONE
The world says buy one 
Get one free
But He bought you 
And you got Him
For
Free
Listen
The world says buy one 
Get one free
But He bought you
And you got Him
For
Free
Listen
We get cut we look for a band-Aid or band-Age
Because our blood is unworthy of shedding
And whoa get back
Its a danger to spread it
Listen
You say disease 
I say deceived
HIV or Here is Victims 
With no belief so they're STD
Saved Till Death
Now fluent to therapy in therapeutic Language
You take this and you may survive
Or you take that it may keep you alive
But Christ 
Is equipped with the greatest medicine know to man
Himself
Listen
See if your celibate you celebrate
The great break up
Wake up and make up
With your maker
Listen
We walk and talk like we know whats next
But fed ex couldn't deliver your next breath if 
God sent it
Were just an area code in a mind State of selfishness
I get mine, and you get yours
Or I served mines
Do your chores
How can we scratch each others backs
When our backs are facing each other
Do mine first
Listen
We obtained a gift when we kicked
In the door of life
Unravled as sin tied a knot to our souls
With no control due to our present stage of infancy
Humble like children because we were children
What is your excuse?
Listen
Out came a mouthful 
But my teeth were quinched
See We think twice and speak first
With no rehearsed kindness
So we tamper in the band of ignorance
You are what you preach
What cites your voice?
If we dont get it together
Together will get us
Cults clans clicks crips
Gangs bang 
Lives are stripped
If we were strict 
We'd tip our hats to discipline
Listen
If we were strict
We'd tip our hats to discipline
Listen
We are script
So give yourselves to composition
One step closer to worldy closure
Be a poser 
Of Lifes Composer
And Listen









Posted: 2013-01-23 02:32:58 UTC

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2013-03-19 06:17:33George Chow
Some times a lotto meant for the poors. Becareful with affinities.