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Now let’s begin the story A humble rapper with a terminal pen The greatest must be a servant of men What a turn of events Dyl and Cole back to serving again (We back) And the beat is crying murder again But I ain’t turning ‘em in My problems been no big deal, I won’t complain No biggie, but I’m keeping my faith I walk it out like U-N-K I trust the plan and then I send Him praise, okay All praise to the Man above (Yes sir) Send it up, watch His blessings come Usher in the spirit, we got white gloves Sеnd my confessions to the Man above (Yеs sir) There’s a price to this life, and I’m like (Yes sir) I don’t fight with the flesh, I got Christ Send it up, watch His blessings come It’s all praise to the Man above (Yes sir) Yeah, uh What you want from me Listen, He changed my life I live in luxury See the evil in they eyes cause they love the green Ayy, I’m rich in spirit, live above my means Letras de cancionesI’m out in Switzerland 'cause shorty need the dividends If the ops at the function, then I’ll still attend Cause I know vengeance is the Lord’s, so I don’t benefit If it wasn’t for that, we’d spin your block like a ceiling fan Not enough space to buy art with all these plaques on the wall Somedays I keep it humble, I know pride bring the fall Other days I'm like, "Psh, they gotta see how we ball" I’m like A-I the way I move with the cross, yeah All praise to the Man above (Yes sir) Send it up, watch His blessings come Usher in the spirit, we got white gloves (Uh) Send my confessions to the Man above (Oh, Lord) There’s a price to this life, and I’m like (Yes sir) I don’t fight with the flesh, I got Christ (Yes sir) Send it up, watch His blessings come, ayy It’s all praise to the Man above (Yes sir) All praise to the Man above first of all (Dyllie) Amen All praise to the Man above, from His ambassador Blessings probably take some algebra 'cause I can’t add 'em up Me and Cole, like the Super Bowl, but this ain’t Canada Paparazzi caught image of God inside they camera Demons tryna catch the team, but they ain’t got the stamina Emptied out the magazine, but we ain’t take no damage though Eat the flesh, drink the blood, Hannibal (No) This a covenant, it’s not a coven, this ain’t magical (This ain't magic) People build personas off of what they earn I ushered in the Spirit, He said, "Let it burn" Had to die to self so I could live and learn Took the Lord’s Name into my veins, and I didn’t curse (Dyllie) All praise to the Man above (Yes sir) Send it up, watch His blessings come, ayy Usher in the spirit, we got white gloves (Uh) Send my confessions to the Man above (Yes sir) There’s a price to this life, and I’m like (Yes sir) I don’t fight with the flesh, I got Christ (Yes sir) Send it up, watch His blessings come, ayy It’s all praise to the Man above (Yes sir) From Letras Mania