Synagogue

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Synagogue
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Break'em Out the Trap (yea)

Boy I'm bout to hit the law like I'm finna brawl (yea)
I'll be changing cloth like I'm at the Ball Yea
I'm reaching all I can see the flaws
I'll be praising God in the Synagogue
Boy I'm bout to hit the law like I'm finna brawl (yea)
I'll be changing cloth like I'm at the Ball Yea
I'm reaching all I can see the flaws
I'll be praising God in the Synagogue

I can see the difference
Add it up and still get negatives
Equals in this Earth but money cause a lot of change
It carries a scent like a hearse
Bro turned into doctor strange
He's flipping them tricks for that purse
Wielding the Glocks to let it bang
He don't even care who he hurts
Killing 50 birds 50 stones
Get them hooked to bring the pennies home
He will not care if you're sinking in loans
All he request is you bring him your bone
Said he will not care if you're sinking in loans
All he request is you bring him your bone
I can see literal healing is needed
Come to the Ghetto
I'm interceding

For the golden you I'm reaching just to push you higher up
God wants nothing to defeat you
Boy He'll fired up
Bro don't miss this feeding; get your plate and try your Buffet
It It It's the sweetest; Got my soul on fire Bro
For the golden you I'm reaching just to push you higher up
God wants nothing to defeat you
Boy He'll get you fired up
Come on lets defeat it
Let God take you higher up
Two steps; hit them with me and let's send these praises up

Boy I'm bout to hit the law like I'm finna brawl
I'll be changing cloth like I'm at the Ball Yea
I'm reaching all I can see the flaws
I'll be praising God in the Synagogue
Boy I'm bout to hit the law like I'm finna brawl
I'll be changing cloth like I'm at the Ball Yea
I'm reaching all I can see the flaws
I'll be praising God in the Synagogue

Yea I can see the difference
Jesus' walking with me; vision 50-50
Yea I see bottles and dollars with
Chains attached to the soul like a welt huh
Boy I've got to hard knock
Or kick down doors because your foes got you padlocked
He's got you in a deadlock
Are you fed up
Still trying to get your head above the water
Boy the Father can release you from
The struggles that you want to hold onto
You were justified at the Cross
Can't nobody put you in a hell, when the gates don't belong to them
You were made for more than surviving
Rise up and live; Boy the love of my God is abiding
I hope you heard that Yea
The love of my God is surviving

For the golden you I'm reaching just to push you higher up
God wants nothing to defeat you
Boy He'll fired up
Bro don't miss this feeding; get your plate and try your Buffet
It It It's the sweetest; Got my soul on fire Bro
For the golden you I'm reaching just to push you higher up
God wants nothing to defeat you
Boy He'll get you fired up
Come on lets defeat it
Let God take you higher up
Two steps; hit them with me and let's send these praises up



Credits
Writer(s): Corey Demon Mills
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