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letra de repent - nubee mac

[intro]
have mercy on me, o god
according to your unfailing love;
according to your great comp-ssion
blot out my transgressions
wash away all my iniquity
and cleanse me from my sin
for i know my transgressions
and my sin is always before me
against you, you only, have i sinned
and done what is evil in your sight;
so you are right in your verdict
(forgive me for my sin, hey)
and justified when you judge..

[verse 1]
the door’s standing wide open, just let a n-gga get his foot in
god got me feeling like i’m cosby, proof is in the pudding
had dreams of being next to the cream like john wooden
but i don’t need a ki’ to break up out the boxes that we put in
shouldn’t i be dealing dope without an ounce of hope in gaining footing?
instead i use the inspiration that i drew put some good in-
side your mind like these other n-ggas wouldn’t
anakin in the clan, aw man, they praying that a n-gga hooded
but i’m so polished, and they so novice
my flow’s knowledge to the point that i could spit a whole college
then go columbine and hold the whole globe hostage
i’m in here raising h-ll, but can’t you tell that this is god sent
feel him through my pen, flow will fill like eight oceans
looking for the signs, so a n-gga’s eyes stay open
i talk to god when i think about my demise
but in the presence of pressure, a n-gga stay composed as beethoven

[hook] (2x)
lord, please forgive me for my sins (lord, forgive me) (2x)
lord i got demons that’s inside of me
my mama praying that one day they get up outta me
i know i act a fool
but i’ll be gone til november, i got tracks to do

[verse 2]
first and foremost
lord knows n-ggas put they whole self esteem in they wardrobe
close-minded n-ggas, never been suited for war though
i’m sure so it gives me peace of mind
just knowing they delivery’s digiorno’s
’cause all i hear is n-ggas talking about they dough and cheese
ain’t n0body trying to free the people, man woe is me
feenin’ like jodeci to give the people poetry
i’m sewing seeds, and trying to clear the air like some potpourri
this is a warning shot, i hope you n-ggas know it’s me
i handle up like, “who man enough?”
i done ran amok
i’m manning up like i’m kin to peyton
and n-ggas be claiming they defecation so i’m serving n-ggas enemas
prayers to the atmosphere, face to the chandeliers
screaming ’cause these demons evil
father god, can you hear?
they love me for my trees, but don’t know my roots
so my heart on my sleeve, and it bleed, n-gga here’s the proof

[hook] (2x)

- nubee mac

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