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By the Blood of the Lamb and word of testimony That's how we overcome that's how we knock him down All power in Heaven and earth given to Christ He's. Since our grandma passed away. V2: In the Presence of Jehovah. Rose gold watch, but my bottle pink gold.
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Nice guy, mean chain. Break a brick down then pick up the pieces. Praying for the end of. You've waited for forever and a day. Just a matter of time. The clear and golden street. Is going piece by piece. Be f*ckin' around with no nickle bitch. And my own homeboys called the pigs on me. On my wall, your head!
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