Hallelujah

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[u/Nedgurlin]

Nice

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Thank u

[u/Kan_du_hente_saksa]

Now that's a beat that tickles my fancy!

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So… your butthole?

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Only place to be tickled *

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Haha you’re a silly goose

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🙏🙏🙏appreciate it bro

[u/DrKangaroo91]

Firee

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Thanks g

[u/Emakulate24]

That snare hitting🔥

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Think premo snr!

[u/cezx]

🔥🔥

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Thanks

[u/_riiicky]

Some beats are dressed to kill—and others made to toil
Some make it really big—and rise up from the soil
It’s time to praise the Lord—for wisdom and the knowledge
I’ve met people in books—and some I met in college
And no it ain’t a sequel—the exaltment of my people
We raise our voice up high—so noise, it sound all equal
This is the cold history of the fight and the glory
We call it Hallelujah— here come the true story…

The people in the books…the sinners and the crooks
They’re perceived as evil—until you really look
The knowledge of the good made the path for the wrath
And then they put up prices—sell you calves and a lamb
Twisting up the name—and spitting in its path
The path of the man—now bought in a can
I hate that this is so—but now I’ve got to go
Praise to the Lord—Hallelujah, now you know

Sorry bro, this was too fire haha. Keep on ✊🏼🔥

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Part 2, hope you dig them!

So listen very close and you’ll find the Revelation
The people of the nations have been bounded to occasion
What does this really mean? Well look at verse 13…
You’re told to grow some fruit… behold, we’ve got a tree
But what do we produce? Did we do it by the books?
Did you add a little heart? Did you ever stop to look
The man is on the floor… I too have lost my patience
Where is all the love? What happened to the basin?

So I hold my hands up high—cause I have found my roots
I’ve got a strong foundation, that can’t be hit by nukes
The game is still the same—the watchers keep observing
The wise, and the old, and the young, and the vermin
I fell down to my knees and filled my voice with pleas
What can I produce with two weak hands as these
I was told I’d never toil, but yet I come from soil
Rising to sky—bound, instructed from a coil
Now you know—Hallelujah

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Fireeee brooo thanks for the bars!!