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My Worship
I can not sing
So I rhyme everything
And everytime
When I spit a rhyme
About the Lord
The devil comes in the door
God smacks him in the face
And he runs all over the place
This is my way
Of worshiping today
So just go away
If you don't like it, okay
Maybe you can see
That I am happy
I have found my gift
And I'm using it to lift
Up the name of the Lord
I'm knocking down the door
And I'm coming in
I am trying not to sin
I worship with my pen
But it is from within
So just watch out
This is what I'm all about

David C. Bailey
July 16, 2002
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