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The love we share with all My heartbeat brings resolve Let's drive a nation to this Bring peace, spread love for all I wish we could fly away, I'm-a take you somewhere far away Come get with it, oh so sick with it (Mac Powell) The love we share with all My heartbeat brings resolve Let's drive a nation to this Spread love for all (Bring peace, spread love for all) I wish we could fly away, I'm-a take you somewhere far away (right, right) Come get with it, oh so sick with it I asked my momma, "How was it back then?" "What you mean back then?" You know, back when You were all alone with a bun in the oven But you grew up in a house, good dad, good lovin Different parallel, different dynamics You subjecate life, feel I understand, can't cram it Can't cry over spoiled milk done damage Momma ain't cryin', manned up, I managed Rich Momma, sing your praises from the rooftop Anybody lay a finger on you, I'm-a pull back the rooftop Say rooftop, turned green with rage Folks smashed til their hearts stopped When a fool begets violence I'm a fool for you til the fools on trial And the reason I required a true spirit that true in bed Fed my mind good bread, which lead to a great life Now I ain't the sentimental cat Who just pencils crap for profit To cater to simple saps who want that mushy rap Nahh, I just owe that Respect and regards to how I was raised Thanks and praise outweighs any amount I could ever repay My heart and thoughts with you everyday I put that on my momma' life The love we share with all My heartbeat brings resolve Let's drive a nation to this Bring peace, spread love for all I wish we could fly away, I'm-a take you somewhere far away Come get with it, oh so sick with it (Mac Powell) The love we share with all My heartbeat brings resolve Let's drive a nation to this Spread love for all (Bring peace, spread love for all) Bring peace (I wish we could fly away), Spread love for all (I'm-a take you somewhere far away) Come get with it, oh so sick with it Raised in the church, stayed in the dirt Prayed for the grace that I stay on the earth Got that still played til it hurt Matter fact, did dirt in the church Had my first seed, now I got needs Now I got bills, 'nother mouth to feed Baby momma drama, she's callin' me So I holla back, "Try to get me" Sat down with a dad of a friend


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