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letra de his image - corey paul

made in his image, slaves to the gimmicks
they trying to k!ll us, graves keep on filling
i don’t thank we get it
naw naw naw
i don’t thank we get it
naw naw naw

tear in my eye, blood on the pavement
my people die on a daily
boulevard raised my then tha lord saved me
so, you can not break me

i know the basics, i got the patience
i done connected with greatness
lot of my potnas ain’t make it
bless up bless up give em praises

i hit the lord on my line
we be talking all the time
he just dropping knowledge down
i just had to break it down
this is mo than a rhyme

revelation is a elevation
not occupation that’s understatement
i am dedicated i have celebrated
if i never make it already made it

yeah yeah yeah
worshiping idols
men on dollars
sacrifice my soul
that’s false profit

i ain’t never gone stop it
it pride that k!lling us
the devil -ssisting us
please deliver us

hook
made in his image, slaves to the gimmicks
they trying to k!ll us, graves keep on filling
i don’t thank we get it
naw naw naw
i don’t thank we get it
naw naw naw

my god done made me a man
streets try to turn me a monster
devil trying to take me down
strayed down for the come up

i just be prayin and prayin
all i needed was a chance
i just be prayin and prayin
all i needed was a chance

verse 2
look up to the stars and i pray for a chance
they pay minimum wage
can i get an advance
cuz hey my other option is promise a couple of grand to my potna without a name
to tie you up in soarant
head straight to the safe give him his couple of bands
then spend the rest in a week
viola, h-ll of a plan
the blue print for defeat
the plight of a black man is raised to be a g
don’t stray far from the brand built in inc
in the system that need your hands, mind, body, and soul
watch you fall right where you stand
young king there’s much more than the sh-r- that you’ve been shown
that land is full of sand, this place is not your own, come home

hook
made in his image, slaves to the gimmicks
they trying to k!ll us, graves keep on filling
i don’t thank we get it
naw naw naw
i don’t thank we get it
naw naw naw

my god done made me a man
streets try to turn me a monster
devil trying to take me down
strayed down for the come up

i just be prayin and prayin
all i needed was a chance
i just be prayin and prayin
all i needed was a chance

- corey paul

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