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Gods got my back till the end, guiding me home
and with Jesus by my side theres no way ill be arrivin' alone
hoping one day he raises me up cuz I need a lift
growing spiritually going through changes like the seasons switch
Like a religious sacrament i got royal blood, a king in my own right,
high on this thing called faith not a low life
my voice needs no mic to be heard, so i write it with words
these doctors are trying to diagnose my love for god like its absurd
or maybe its his love for me, its got me flying like a dove for peace,
cuz lately a little Jesus is the only drug I need
no poltergeist, demons or devils, just the holy ghost
Mr Bumble B stays humble see its the lords name that I only boast
the power of positivity got me floatin, you wont doubt im-
on top of the world, i guess you could say im way up on cloud nine
with a bible in my hand, travelling crowded streets,
if music is good for the soul i guess my feet must of found the beat
but i never dance with the devil, even though hed like to try
Jesus Christ has got me fly- I've never actually been to heights this high
preaching the gospel, an apostle of truth speaking the word of God
begging for forgiveness and that he makes the hurtin stop
searching for everlasting life through christ, not a crown of death
athletically sporting a chain and cross around my neck
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