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And he shall be like a tree
Planted by the rivers of water
That bringeth forth his fruit in his season
His leaf also shall not wither
And whatsoever he doeth shall prosper
These hood psalms
Keep me calm when the sirens sing
Devils in the lobby
But I still wear rings
I was baptized in a storm
No choir to bring Still I rise
Still I rise, let the pavement king
Born where the corner store
Doubled as a chapel
Grandma on the line, said
"Boy, you better grapple."
With the doubt, with the drought
With the wolves at the route
Turn the hunger to a hustle
Make the struggle stand out
Painted halos on a hoodie
That's designer pain
Turn a night into a sermon
I recite the rain
Every tear in my ledger
Got a line that pays
Every scar in my pocket
Got a shine that stays
Kept the truth in the shoebox
Safer than banks
Friends gone ghost
But I'm sending up thanks
If the judge got a gavel
I got drums for reply
Beat knocks like a prayer
Make the roof touch sky
They want me silent in the census
I'm a thousand in one
Every lyric is a lifeline
Pass it down to my son
These hood psalms
Keep me calm when the sirens sing
Devils in the lobby
But I still wear rings
I was baptized in a storm
No choir to bring Still I rise
Still I rise, let the pavement king
These hood psalms
Keep me calm
When the sirens sing
Devils in the lobby
But I still wear rings
I was baptized in a storm
No choir to bring
Still I rise
Still I rise
Let the pavement king
Hands up