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Performed By: Oliver Throne
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Oliver Throne
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Blessings of the lord are truly out to chase me
Yo my heart once crumbled like a pastry

Bought a mic just to burn off all the steam
New verse to sow up like a seam
(Yo)
Sitting at the computer
Never will I ever mute her
Never manipulated to ever be shooter

Sudani every part of me
Not just my body
My spirit is super rich
Like i drill in Abu Dabi

Body super skinny
But my lineage is kingly

Patience exercise
Headphones over sized
Tears of joy well in my eyes

Got snakes caught up in my rakes
So imma cut my lawn
No matter how long, it takes

Working on my traps
You can call that shoulder weight

All my drinks are Carbonated
All my songs are carbon dated

Lessons never fade
Still complicated

Ethics never traded
Y'all know I'm always jaded

Built the pyramids
But they call them schemes
I'm a world builder
& I got them off kilter
In the north, so I'm chiller
Born the same day as Thriller

//
Do this for myself
Do this for my lord
Do this for (my joy)
Do this for all for my soul
//

Don't be surprised,
Boy this ain't a kinder
You're moves are a printer
It's a fuel to the cinder

Misbehaved
Still haven't shaved
I'm working right now
And it's all a phase

If you don't donate at church
Then go & buy my Merch

I ain't defeated
Only rest is needed

In my records I bear my flaws
Crawling up against the odds
Sharing wisdom that's only Jah's
Doing things that drop jaws
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English

Blessings of the lord are truly out to chase me
Yo my heart once crumbled like a pastry

Bought a mic just to burn off all the steam
New verse to sow up like a seam
(Yo)
Sitting at the computer
Never will I ever mute her
Never manipulated to ever be shooter

Sudani every part of me
Not just my body
My spirit is super rich
Like i drill in Abu Dabi

Body super skinny
But my lineage is kingly

Patience exercise
Headphones over sized
Tears of joy well in my eyes

Got snakes caught up in my rakes
So imma cut my lawn
No matter how long, it takes

Working on my traps
You can call that shoulder weight

All my drinks are Carbonated
All my songs are carbon dated

Lessons never fade
Still complicated

Ethics never traded
Y'all know I'm always jaded

Built the pyramids
But they call them schemes
I'm a world builder
& I got them off kilter
In the north, so I'm chiller
Born the same day as Thriller

//
Do this for myself
Do this for my lord
Do this for (my joy)
Do this for all for my soul
//

Don't be surprised,
Boy this ain't a kinder
You're moves are a printer
It's a fuel to the cinder

Misbehaved
Still haven't shaved
I'm working right now
And it's all a phase

If you don't donate at church
Then go & buy my Merch

I ain't defeated
Only rest is needed

In my records I bear my flaws
Crawling up against the odds
Sharing wisdom that's only Jah's
Doing things that drop jaws
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Writer: Oliver Throne
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