FAMILY

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Family, this is for my family
I write this for my family
Red Ink family Come on,
Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on

January ’06 when my homeboy mama died and the boy cried
When I realized we’d never see her again on this side
Then I think about the drama
Think about the arguments I have with my mama, time
No you can’t replace it
If I could take my heart out and cut and paste it
I’d share the drum beat with the world, kaboom
Listen to it croon you are now tuned
In to the blood that’s pumping through my veins
And it all comes back to the name
Risen and the slain, slain and the risen
Cooking up grace and mercy in the kitchen
It is my mission to get you to the dinner table
So we can share stories bout how my Father is able
To get us through the trials of life
No more rolling dice we can sit and share sound advice
Reminiscing thinking bout home
Thinking bout Christ thinking bout the Throne
Come on come on come on

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You are listening to the sounds of a dreamer dawg
Take a million man army for that dream to fall
Cause we stand tall
On the faith that our Father will respond to His children we call
Listen, chess game I am in position
Channel Van Gogh paint an accurate depiction
We are on a mission with this red ink
Take the words of Christ until that red sink
Deep into your heart till it's marred with scarlet
We revel in the fact we were once all harlots
The target ignorance combat ignorance
Cause what you don't know ain't always innocence
And what you don't know might kill ya
Chasing after things that appeal to
This here life but life is short
Heaven is my home everyday I embark
This here journey I'm walking traveling the road less taken
Getting rid of my idols cause I ain't Clay Aiken
I'm for the King
This is my movie or really is it all a dream
For my family

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Red Ink Army got the fam with me
Tha Messenger, Elijah and Blue City
DJ Nipsy and the boy Vessel
wrapped up in the truth like a pretzel
Cause we gotta let them know dawg
All about the Son no shadow for that groundhog
Yeah, and I'm talking bout Christ
Cause He is the soundtrack to my life
He is what money can't buy timeless
And He so cold I should check my sinus
Jehovah but I ain't throwing up a Roc sign
Burden off my back gone I'm thinking I can rock climb
I am lost in a state of grind
I enjoy working and family can't waste time
Dwyane Wade on em from the baseline
I know that's off topic but it did rhyme
Feeling like it's my time feeling so good
Young lumberjack the way I carry this wood
And I don't need Jesus pieces with diamonds
To do what Jesus say Simon
He's my family

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