May the Lord bless, may the Lord keep No I'm not just an addict, I'm the son of a King
I'm trying to make it as a winner Though I'm comfortable as a sinner I spring into summer I fall into winter
Tribulations and trials In the streets going wild Give me an inch I'll take a mile I had to regress back to a child
It gets hard being grown It gets hard being alone It gets hard reaping a harvest Unintentionally sown
Lord give me a reason For this time, for this season Put your spirit in me Make it so appeasing
I've never seen the righteous forsaken Though this life can be painstaking Faithful and true You're always remaining Enemy enmity, it's me, life's shaken
Son of a preacher. College graduate in Mass Communications. Photographer. Writer. Creative. Innovative. Lyricist. Child of God. Lion Hearted Lamb. Addict.
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