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Just Praising Video (MV)




Performed By: Yncd Roman
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Roman Pargas IV




Yncd Roman - Just Praising Lyrics
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I used to be obsessed with money
Now a days I don't care about money
I was lost in the dark
Now is sunny
Killing my flesh it's hurting my tummy
I refuse to sell my soul for money
When This vessel dies can't take no money
I was killing myself with the muddy
I'm so thankful
Got Yahweh my buddy
I refer to my brothers as bloody
Had to sit down and go Bible study
I keep slaying vampires like Buffy
Spirit hit me, Start crying, nose stuffy
Spirit hit me, start dancing, just dougie
Spirit hit me start humming kid cudi
My maker stitched me up with putty
He's the real big dog
We just some puppies
Yahweh defeated death not a bunny
They make up holidays to get money
You'll get stung if you play with the honey
I am blessed it's way different than lucky
Yahweh cleaned up my mess it was yucky
Devil getting boiled like hush puppies
I was lost in the cold a slush puppy
Had to analyze scripture's and study
I was feeling boxed in like a cubby
I'm not from this world telatubies
Edward scissors I used to cut ugly
As a kid wanted someone to hug me
Resemble him image feel lovely
Give thanks my maker above me
I sip on the juice not the bubbly
He died for my sins it was bloody
So why do you idolize money ?
I study the script for my rivals
I tote on a spiritual rifle
Cannot live a spiritual cycle
May cut off my ear just like Peter
Please free my dawgs and call peta
My heart once was cold like a freezer
Back from the dead feel like Lazarus
The flesh is weak I can manage it
Yahweh the number one candidate
I hope they don't me like Kennedy
I'm just trying defeat the enemy
I cannot be just like the industry
They be worshiping the enemy
They brain washing children so viciously
Please guard your eyes form the imagery
I'm ready for war with the enemy
When this flesh dies
Not the end of me
Rebuking my flesh like the enemy
Please don't get trapped in the in between
Baptize my soul I been feeling clean
I'm covered in oil no oil sheen
When I'm weak Yahweh my senzu bean
The old me is dead he was popping beans
The other side of the grass is not green
Refuse to sell my soul not getting me
The devil mad he can't get rid of me
A dragon slayer slay the enemy
He's trying to destroy us mentally
These biblical flows be the remedy
So blessed Yahweh gave me serenity
He helped me find my true identity
With prayers can cast out an entity
My prayer list long like a centipede
I'll coach you the game feel like Andy Reid
Was blind by my sin
I could hardly see
Had to find myself
I was just outta reach
If you reach
Give a lesson
I learned to teach
Had to open the Bible to find some peace
With Yahweh I feel like I'm Hercules
My soul never dies you cant murder me
Devil can't steal my soul there's no burglary's
Righteous armor there's never no hurting me
Killed my old myself
Now they wanna murder me
Cook up hits when I use yahweh's recipe
I should be dead But he rose up Lazarus
I'm just spreading his word
Why you mad at this
Never worry I can't do the panicking
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I used to be obsessed with money
Now a days I don't care about money
I was lost in the dark
Now is sunny
Killing my flesh it's hurting my tummy
I refuse to sell my soul for money
When This vessel dies can't take no money
I was killing myself with the muddy
I'm so thankful
Got Yahweh my buddy
I refer to my brothers as bloody
Had to sit down and go Bible study
I keep slaying vampires like Buffy
Spirit hit me, Start crying, nose stuffy
Spirit hit me, start dancing, just dougie
Spirit hit me start humming kid cudi
My maker stitched me up with putty
He's the real big dog
We just some puppies
Yahweh defeated death not a bunny
They make up holidays to get money
You'll get stung if you play with the honey
I am blessed it's way different than lucky
Yahweh cleaned up my mess it was yucky
Devil getting boiled like hush puppies
I was lost in the cold a slush puppy
Had to analyze scripture's and study
I was feeling boxed in like a cubby
I'm not from this world telatubies
Edward scissors I used to cut ugly
As a kid wanted someone to hug me
Resemble him image feel lovely
Give thanks my maker above me
I sip on the juice not the bubbly
He died for my sins it was bloody
So why do you idolize money ?
I study the script for my rivals
I tote on a spiritual rifle
Cannot live a spiritual cycle
May cut off my ear just like Peter
Please free my dawgs and call peta
My heart once was cold like a freezer
Back from the dead feel like Lazarus
The flesh is weak I can manage it
Yahweh the number one candidate
I hope they don't me like Kennedy
I'm just trying defeat the enemy
I cannot be just like the industry
They be worshiping the enemy
They brain washing children so viciously
Please guard your eyes form the imagery
I'm ready for war with the enemy
When this flesh dies
Not the end of me
Rebuking my flesh like the enemy
Please don't get trapped in the in between
Baptize my soul I been feeling clean
I'm covered in oil no oil sheen
When I'm weak Yahweh my senzu bean
The old me is dead he was popping beans
The other side of the grass is not green
Refuse to sell my soul not getting me
The devil mad he can't get rid of me
A dragon slayer slay the enemy
He's trying to destroy us mentally
These biblical flows be the remedy
So blessed Yahweh gave me serenity
He helped me find my true identity
With prayers can cast out an entity
My prayer list long like a centipede
I'll coach you the game feel like Andy Reid
Was blind by my sin
I could hardly see
Had to find myself
I was just outta reach
If you reach
Give a lesson
I learned to teach
Had to open the Bible to find some peace
With Yahweh I feel like I'm Hercules
My soul never dies you cant murder me
Devil can't steal my soul there's no burglary's
Righteous armor there's never no hurting me
Killed my old myself
Now they wanna murder me
Cook up hits when I use yahweh's recipe
I should be dead But he rose up Lazarus
I'm just spreading his word
Why you mad at this
Never worry I can't do the panicking
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Writer: Roman Pargas IV
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