I’m a testimony in the making. A shining light of hope beaming with prosperity. My test and trials are the blueprint to my destiny. I’m choosing to walk the beaten path that’s layed before me. Holding my head up, filled with positive thoughts Keeping my eyes on the prize that my God has promised me. Enduring the heat and the cold I’ve traveled through many seasons, Still I move on strutting in my strive to reach my destination. God has brought me across murky waters and held me close through the storms, Given me rest and a peaceful soul comforting me when my eyes were full of tears. Keeping and protecting me as He watches me with his loving eyes Placing people in my path to encourage and inspire me when my faith was getting weak So I have NO choice but to honor his Name, and give Him the Glory everyday- even when it’s all said and done Because He has brought me a mighty long way and I refuse to give up…. until He says “good work my child” and I’m laid to rest.
One WANG I’m up early in the morn-n….cause I can’t sleep….listened to my g-ma when she said try pray-n..so I tried to pray to the Lord…but Ol Dubbs faith is weak….so another day goes by and I feel close to death…So as I become higher and feel closer to death……I hold my breath- cause when I exhale……I feel mo of my life go- anotha reason I hustle night and day fo.
Yo! I feel fo you, when I throw on the colors that represent my set…..it might be me, it might be you, but rest assured somebody gon die tonight…whom it will be…I don’t know yet…….If it’s gon be me….. well I have dealt with it…I have committed many sins I lived for my hood and I buried many friends. For the hommies on lock down—Y’all know I flew many a kite..to keep y’all in the know- y’all also knew that a night did not pass that the other fools blood did not flow….
Fo me it was about making that chedda – and I never thought about life gettin betta well…..It’s another minute past midnite and Dubb is in the bed..so I say this prayer off the dome (the top of my head)
Lord…I do not know what you have in sto fo me…………………… I just hope that Heavens door may open up fo me ……………………. On the day that I get caught slippin, will you hold your arms open fo me? Right now, I’m drunk and high, and I can’t maintain focus see….I know from my upbringing that this aint the right way, but I’m being real to thee. So When I call your name, will you know it’s me? I’m hoping that some of your spirit will flow in me. Can you show me the light I’m supposed to see.
Lord, On the truth I’m lost as to what you have in sto fo me………I just hope through my being real right now you open open up your doors fo me…..This is on my every thang that brother trying to soar…..on one wang….fo realz
