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this one isn't as good but I've been encouraged to post it as well Remember back in the day when you had my back all the way Back when i had no place to stay and my steps were going astray I had a back-pack full of crack and was selling hits for money But you didn't cut me no slack, when you found out you threw it away You put me back on track, gave me a place to stay My heart was all black, but your why it turned grey Therefore i'm willing to slay anything you deem as prey And i pray that the Lord help us fight the devil no matter the level or if there were several, i got something special for them To the depths of the netherworld send them oh Jesus of Bethlehem
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