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[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
Be hopeful, yes I am
So devoted with my plan
So they hoping that it jam
I'll be the legend of the damned
Fam throw a couple gram, I bet we make it out the jam, yo
Some of these hearts of man just as dirty as the sand
I never let my people down
So understand I'll be ready when the Reaper 'round
It's death before dishonor
Since a toddler always thought major and nothing minor
Quality in designer, elegance at the local diner
I got pretty young guns, I got the fetish for cows
So when the come for Tha God we having shootouts in style
I'm lifting iron like Hercules now
If you ain't hear me then, you gon' be hearing me now

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