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By The Grace Of God Feat. Pharrell Williams
Clipse, Pusha T & Malice
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The Devil's tapping on shoulders
He's tryna get to know ya, the right time to fold ya
I'm losing saints and my soldiers
It's all Lodi Dodi 'til you looking at the body
Smiles I'll never see again, never be a "we" again
Cleaning out your closet, the one you kept your demons in
Hard for me to breathe again
I'ma blame your head, not your heart, 'til we meet again
Easily, I coulda been one of them
Locked up and never get to see the sun again
Burning buildings, I kept running in
The allure every time I flew a hunnid in
Co-defendant cave in and lawyers couldn't save him
All for the love of 580s and a mixed bitch having your baby
I done dodged strays crazy
Man, I think about this shit daily
When the crew breaks apart, who takes the charge?
You face the cards, I lace the squad
Went from mason jars to crรชpe tartare's
Escape the odds by the Grace of God
I seen killers and kingpins sing behind the wall
I watched many men die 'cause no one would make the call
I've seen entire empires crumble and fall
Yes, I've seen it all, they missed this wall
By the Grace of God
All the black cats I seen
All the black MACs I squeezed, all the black crows I dreamed
Even the black cloud hovering
Couldn't touch me in the bulletproof Cullinan
Tears on my pillow case
Was I spitting in yo' face when you let me beat that case? (Ha)
Some niggas see the money, can't make it (can't make it)
Some niggas get the money, can't take it (can't take it)
Gotta realize that they was naked (naked)
Was I cooking death when I was baking (uh)
Salt Bae it, sprinkle it and sautรฉ it (shh)
You don't trust me, then we all weigh it
And it ain't over 'til we all say it (yeah)
And you ain't shooting shit, them guns is archaic
In closing, I see I'm chosen, all my pressure points frozen
You know how it goes
When the crew breaks apart, who takes the charge?
You face the cards, I lace the squad
Went from mason jars to crรชpe tartare's
Escape the odds by the Grace of God
I seen killers and kingpins sing behind the wall
I watched many men die 'cause no one would make the call
I've seen entire empires crumble and fall
Yes, I've seen it all, they missed this wall (yeah)
By the Grace of God
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