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Homies were are the O G And the old me You know he has to die now Homies we never fold see Can never break me And we will never let you down Homies were are the O G And the old me You know he has to die now Homies we never fold see Can never break me And we will never let you down With the sound, sermon on the mount Turn the frown upside down pastor B with the crown Handing it down from town to town lifting you up while breaking you down Like a pound,(ewww) did you get it, use to git git Kinda missed it just to git git when those hitters hit it, and I like admit it Just to show you a window of the past because its has been a minute But we really did it, never to forget it Don't wanna focus on me but the Lord (no) So we put the 4 4 back in the holster But their is four more in the floor board so be careful who you roll with, get smoked kid (pow) Not claiming to be hard not saying that i'm soft All i am saying is the Game has a cost And the lost pay and its heavy and the worst thing Life being cursed running straight for the hurst Making things worsen they are cursing with more sin Becoming harder and worsen for the person inventing more sin Taking L's instead of more wins got to break the situation within Homies were are the OG And the old me You know he has to die now Homies we never fold see Can never break me And we will never let you down Homies were are the OG And the old me You know he has to die now Homies we never fold see Can never break me And we will never let you down To Un-forgive, the enemies shive Just to rule ya and confuse ya (uh) Separate cha (yea)from your future (Ohhh) What to do cuz, let me show you some love Bring you back to the man who you was Before the fatherless homes that are broken Full of drugs and God goes unspoken A call for for the broken, step into hoping What is the reasons he is calling the heathens for believing The reasons for seasons is to train you break the demons And we go bleeding from the spirits leading for retrieving Unbelieving he was thieving from the heart beating Lifting you high (high) bringing you low (low) God of the Gods says put down the dope (yes) Your living life up in smoke missing hope Turning to the world just to cope living cold Homies were are the O G And the old me You know he has to die now Homies we never fold see Can never break me And we will never let you down Homies were are the O G And the old me You know he has to die now Homies we never fold see Can never break me And we will never let you down Returned with rebuke Watch the children puke Don't like the style and the flavor of the stew (ewww) What you gonna do,(huh) never gonna turn To watch ya burn I'm gonna warn ya Watch the spirit churn ya, to hot it burns ya Deep in the soul Either way you can stay or go (go) Cursed is the one who hangs on the pole Your either in the war or your heads in a hole Lets go