'cause it was an admired service-man
But what satan doesn't know, is jesus is your right hand man,
An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.
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