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Hallelujah (feat. Dexta Daps)

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On Purpose, With Purpose


Lord have mercy on my soul, they try pin a. 30 on my bro
There's still food being served beyond the stove
Mama got vertigo but still heard me coming home
Just before Ruth died she made a scarf for me
I'm wearing this scarf right now, it's like a part of me
It's like I'm alive and well without a main artery
Sick thoughts but alive and well arguably
Staff meetings with myself me myself and I been arguing
So even when I win I lose an argument
These people call you bro but there's no love
It's your own blood they want bath you in
A youngin got touched and they reckon it was lethal
That kinda news got me checking on my people
I can't turn a ho into a housewife
but I can turn a good girl jealous and deceitful
If nanny would've came here and they sent her back
Then I would've grown up in the same place as Dexta Daps
Still, I was disciplined with a heavy hand
I lost my mum's mum but somehow I got plenty grans

My blessing is raining (It's raining)
Hallelujah (Hallelujah)
My blessing is raining (It's raining)
Hallelujah (Raining, raining)

Hmm, I came a long way
I always knew that I would make it out someday
Them tried to put me under-ground, subway
The ghetto full up of vampires and zombies
They wouldn't mind fi see you inna fridge
Them woulda push you off the ridge
Just look a light fi bridge ('Cause, wey)
Always can trust a friend fi get you in a fuckrey

Ya dun know
I'm with a bag of shooters when I skrrt
I still sing Hallelujah in the church (Hallelujah)
I told my girl put this bag of Buddha in her purse
Obviously, you can assume I'm being searched
The pistols are near, the crystals are clear
Magazine with me, I got issues I swear
Man are telling stories I don't think you was there
That's why you can't believe everything that you hear
When Wallace died I got a phone call
When Warren died I was local
Sometimes, I'm just dealing with the trauma
I cannot prioritize being social
Stripes, no tears on my shoulder blades
Play the hand I was dealt with a poker face
We was trying to get this capital
And ended up in crown court 'cause it wasn't a lowercase
A lot of great moments I couldn't even process
'Cause every time I've had a platform, I've had to protest
I went against the grain and it slowed down my progress
But I got God in my court, let me show them

My blessing is raining (It's raining)
Hallelujah (Hallelujah)
My blessing is raining (It's raining)
Hallelujah (Raining, raining)

Hmm, I came a long way
I always knew that I would make it out someday
Them tried to put me under-ground, subway
The ghetto full up of vampires and zombies
They wouldn't mind fi see you inna fridge
Them woulda push you off the ridge
Just look a light fi bridge ('Cause, wey)
Always can trust a friend fi get you in a fuckrey

Compositores: Samuel Justin Jude Clarke, Louis Anthony Grandison, Terell Omar Farrell, Kadeem Charles Clarke-samuel
ECAD: Obra #43155031

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