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pskills - heart of flesh lyrics

shout out new york bangers man
and to god be the glory

thank you lord

my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
put a new spirit in me lord
dissolve the rest
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flеsh
heart of flesh
my heart was hard as stonе
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
put a new spirit in me lord
i been the biggest hypocrite
quick to do what i shouldn’t
this wicked heart isn’t wooden
yet quick to get lit
like the wick
on the tip of a candle stick
in a room consumed by cannabis
this ain’t a can of fish
but this tuna
have you swimming with fish
through a sea of consciousness
where confidence
can only compliment
the competency of a n+gga
i’m an anomaly
honestly an enigma
a black unicorn
born not to fit a stigma
no track uniform
but you can tell who run it
my heart hardcore
cardio crunches
lunging beyond my motor functions
lyrically exercising my rights to get up out this dungeon
breathe easy
in and out
i been about this paper route
then i figured out
the biggest doubts in this life
don’t disappear cause we iced out
numb to the pains of this reality
a peaceful death
can still end in a tragedy
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
put a new spirit in me lord
dissolve the rest
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
heart of flesh
my heart was hard as stone
he gave me heart of flesh
put a new spirit in me lord
heart of stone
heart of flesh
heart of stone
heart of flesh
heart of stone
heart of flesh
lord
i been the biggest hypocrite
quick to do what i shouldn’t
and slow to do what i should
i told you that this wicked heart
isn’t made out of wood
its made out of flesh
so tell me
who can take a chance
romancing with death
slow dancing in step
closer than a shadow connects
take a splash inside her passions
you’ll be gasping for breath
asking what’s left for her to take
once she got what she came for
stuck on that dance floor
like some spilled champagne poured
ain’t no celebration less you escaping death
retracing your steps
pacing your breath
so your heart don’t beat out your chest

so i had to seek the son(sun)
cause my heart turned cold
waxed in wickedness
picture this
i was on death row
headed to a grave enslaved
to myself and my sinning
i was stacking up chips
thinking that i was winning
when really i was just digging
holes not big enough
for this money to fit in
and how god had given
his son in my place
called it grace
and now i live by faith
yeah

thank you lord
to god be the glory
all things were created by him and for him
what a god that we serve
and if you still wondering out here with that heart of stone
i pray that you recognize it for what it is
and find grace in jesus christ
amen

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