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Ringa ding ding dong
Where do I belong
I wanna write the song
That will right the wrong

Hands up hands up

Ringa ding ding dong
Where do I belong
I wanna write the song
That will right the wrong

Hands up hands up

Ringa ding ding dong
Where do I belong
I wanna write the song
That will right the wrong

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Yo Im reeling you in
Pain you feeling is real
Like the rain that is real
Might take the pain and just heal

I wanna phone home
But got no home to phone
I cry to the lord above
And he pulls the rug
I wanna load the slug
The pain it runs so deep
Just want to sleep and sleep
But creepers creep and creep

Im like the prodigal son
But I dont know where Im from
I just want to run and run
I dont know where to go Im done
I want someone to save me too
I dont know what to do Lit Crew

So Im praying for you
Cuz its too late for me
A life of sin Im in
Is in the bin Im in

A fit when the page is ripped
To bits my page it fitS
My rage its a blitz
She ripped my page and dipped

Im tripped up my books ripped up
Im rizzed up and drizzed up
I pissed up the wrong tree
Ripped up the wrong leads
Wished I was mr Deeds

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Yo Im reeling you in
The pain that you feel it is real
Like the rain that is real

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Might take the pain and just deal
Take my hand together we heal

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It takes a vision and a mission
And the vision is truth risen
Like in fission when Im blowing up

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Lit is risen truth and light is rolling up
Old enough to fear the message
Heres the sentence sent it down from heavens

Dont relent and just repent and spread the message
May not feel the presence of the lord of lords
Phoning home when noone answers but I dance here
When your prancing Im inside you and I answer

Yes master I am teaching and I reach you in this song
Long time love I love you master sing it faster
Your on blast here in my heart of hearts were resonating
Beating faster beating cancer your last chance here

Your looking for a reason for a Godly plan well this the season
Beat is freezing all the demons in their tracks
So play it back attack attack with symphony since you see
A reason needing heroes not with ones and zeroes

But heartbeats and hard beats and hard bodies going beast
Yo feast on this symphony dont simp for me simp for God inside me

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Dont run and hide because the message that was sent from heavens

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