They say I'm at the very end, but I'm seeing a start in this very pen
The ink bleeds and plants thoughts that will increase, The Mic is the modulator so I speak of Big Dreams
Name is The Holstar, the game knows me well that's why I'll never divorce ya
But I might just choose to separate, see I severed hate from my life but you put me in between
The cross-fire, I confess been through the wire, my eyes on the prize step by step will take me higher
His grip will tire, F1 got grip on tires, not all that glitters, even if its Mariah
His defiant, hard head but still reliant, whale in the sea but get bit like its piranha
Spit with honour, who is the King Indeed? Look up and then believe!
Dear God, I Thank You - for everything you've done for me x 2
So we still ask ourselves, is it mind over matter or man chooses to put his mind on a platter
Do we dissect ourselves and ask what are we doing here? But it's the unknown that determines what we do with fear
My crew is here, one of the best that did it (chea), still I choose to stick to my guns they say the dude is weird
Underground Label, then they put me in a box, then I broke free, cause I was never in the box
With false prophets, I made sense with no profit - Life is a cup; Milk and Sugar no coffee
But I will still take it Black, Melanin intrusion I will not take it back
I thank God for these gifts that he gives me and I pray that he lives and works through me
The little things I try to do, one day I'll give it all to you
Dear God, I Thank You - for everything you've done for me x 4
Holstar - My God Lyrics
Holstar - My God Lyrics
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They say I'm at the very end, but I'm seeing a start in this very pen
The ink bleeds and plants thoughts that will increase, The Mic is the modulator so I speak of Big Dreams
Name is The Holstar, the game knows me well that's why I'll never divorce ya
But I might just choose to separate, see I severed hate from my life but you put me in between
The cross-fire, I confess been through the wire, my eyes on the prize step by step will take me higher
His grip will tire, F1 got grip on tires, not all that glitters, even if its Mariah
His defiant, hard head but still reliant, whale in the sea but get bit like its piranha
Spit with honour, who is the King Indeed? Look up and then believe!
Dear God, I Thank You - for everything you've done for me x 2
So we still ask ourselves, is it mind over matter or man chooses to put his mind on a platter
Do we dissect ourselves and ask what are we doing here? But it's the unknown that determines what we do with fear
My crew is here, one of the best that did it (chea), still I choose to stick to my guns they say the dude is weird
Underground Label, then they put me in a box, then I broke free, cause I was never in the box
With false prophets, I made sense with no profit - Life is a cup; Milk and Sugar no coffee
But I will still take it Black, Melanin intrusion I will not take it back
I thank God for these gifts that he gives me and I pray that he lives and works through me
The little things I try to do, one day I'll give it all to you
Dear God, I Thank You - for everything you've done for me x 4
The ink bleeds and plants thoughts that will increase, The Mic is the modulator so I speak of Big Dreams
Name is The Holstar, the game knows me well that's why I'll never divorce ya
But I might just choose to separate, see I severed hate from my life but you put me in between
The cross-fire, I confess been through the wire, my eyes on the prize step by step will take me higher
His grip will tire, F1 got grip on tires, not all that glitters, even if its Mariah
His defiant, hard head but still reliant, whale in the sea but get bit like its piranha
Spit with honour, who is the King Indeed? Look up and then believe!
Dear God, I Thank You - for everything you've done for me x 2
So we still ask ourselves, is it mind over matter or man chooses to put his mind on a platter
Do we dissect ourselves and ask what are we doing here? But it's the unknown that determines what we do with fear
My crew is here, one of the best that did it (chea), still I choose to stick to my guns they say the dude is weird
Underground Label, then they put me in a box, then I broke free, cause I was never in the box
With false prophets, I made sense with no profit - Life is a cup; Milk and Sugar no coffee
But I will still take it Black, Melanin intrusion I will not take it back
I thank God for these gifts that he gives me and I pray that he lives and works through me
The little things I try to do, one day I'll give it all to you
Dear God, I Thank You - for everything you've done for me x 4