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D
Father God, I am clay in Your hands,
A
Help me to stay that way through all life's demands,
G
'Cause they chip and they nag and they pull at me,
A
and every little thing I make up my mind to be.
D
Like I'm gonna be a daddy whose in the mix,
A
And I'm gonna be a husband who stays legit.
G
And I pray that I'm an artist to rise above,
A
The road that is wide and filled with self love.
D
Every thing that I see draws me,
A
though it's only in you that I can truly see
G
that it's a feast full of eyes - a low blow to purpose.
A
And I'm a little kid at a three rink circus.



D                       A                           G       
I don't wanna gain the whole world! and lose my soul!       (X2)
A
Don't wanna walk away, let me hear the people say.



D
The paparazzi flashes and that they think that it's you,
A
but they don't know that who you are is not what you do.
G
True, we get it twisted when we peak at the charts,
A
yo before we part from the start where's your heart?
D
you a pimp, hustler? tell me what's your title,
A                                                   G
America has no more stores now we call them idols, you sit idle,

While we teach prosperity,
A                                                   D
The first thing to prosper should be inside of me. We're free!

Not because of 22's on the range,
A
But Christ came in range we said yes now we changed.
G
Not the same even though I made a fall,
A
since I got the call, no more Saul, now I'm Paul.


D                       A                           G       
I don't wanna gain the whole world! and lose my soul!       (X2)
A
Don't wanna walk away, let me hear the people say.

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