What is my like?
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What is my like?
I gotta hike
the all my way
to get the clay.
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I got no power to improve
this shaky world that has the proof
of disregard to Jesus Christ
and people think: it would be nice
to name the vanity The King.
But Angels sing, but Angels sing:
We have the our hope in Lord,
and Our Judge is Godly Word.
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I gotta die
That is no lie,
I gonna cry
Coz time is sly.
