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  Crips and Bloods, robbers and killers. Crips and Bloods, murders and stealers.
On my path, I'm headed for hell Today, I snuck in God's house 'cause he don't know me that well But upon entrance a preacher caught me and called me by name He said "I don't know why you're here, but I'm glad that you came,"
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