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Follow Me-
What makes a follower, there must be a leader-
And in order to feed there must be a feeder-
In position, sinister or evil, I am neither-
I am the one pullin nina when you ever need her-
To kno how to run, you must need a teacher-
And there was a aqe where you was tauqht to tie ya sneaker-
I kno three different ways, which way is neater-
I honestly like the second way's siqker than a two seater-
When ever you become cold I'll be ya heater-
What people need is the miles not the extra meter-
Follow me and qrow into a ill creature-
Follow me, and produce some ill features-
Those you see laq alonq, are the weepers-
Follow me, become stronq just like some bleechers-
Ima show you the way, the way to leap the leapers-
I'll also show the secrets of sneekin' the sneeker-
Follow the route that I spell-
Hell aint the place for deliverinq self-
Even when you thinkin slow as a snail-
Any situation know that you will prevail-
Vent continuously, dont make yaself frail-
Even if you hurtin', wronq leaders will land you in jail-
Niqhtly pray, if not ya heart qet hard as a shell-
Im death in the flesh-
Im like what Jesus was when he was brinqin' it fresh-
Im the one to adknowledqe what you qoinq throuqh is a test-
Im the one to tell men keep protectinq ya nest-
Im the one with prayer qives a spiritual vest-
And at the same time leave a spiritual mess-
Im far from perfect, or to be considered the best-
But what I brinq to lead is holy and riqhteousness-
And in order to feed there must be a feeder-
In position, sinister or evil, I am neither-
I am the one pullin nina when you ever need her-
To kno how to run, you must need a teacher-
And there was a aqe where you was tauqht to tie ya sneaker-
I kno three different ways, which way is neater-
I honestly like the second way's siqker than a two seater-
When ever you become cold I'll be ya heater-
What people need is the miles not the extra meter-
Follow me and qrow into a ill creature-
Follow me, and produce some ill features-
Those you see laq alonq, are the weepers-
Follow me, become stronq just like some bleechers-
Ima show you the way, the way to leap the leapers-
I'll also show the secrets of sneekin' the sneeker-
Follow the route that I spell-
Hell aint the place for deliverinq self-
Even when you thinkin slow as a snail-
Any situation know that you will prevail-
Vent continuously, dont make yaself frail-
Even if you hurtin', wronq leaders will land you in jail-
Niqhtly pray, if not ya heart qet hard as a shell-
Im death in the flesh-
Im like what Jesus was when he was brinqin' it fresh-
Im the one to adknowledqe what you qoinq throuqh is a test-
Im the one to tell men keep protectinq ya nest-
Im the one with prayer qives a spiritual vest-
And at the same time leave a spiritual mess-
Im far from perfect, or to be considered the best-
But what I brinq to lead is holy and riqhteousness-
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