God Is My Witness

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For I am not here to speak my worth, To tell my side of the story

You hear him, his bragging, his nagging, his lying and changing his story

He doesnt know that I know the truth, and that God is my witness.

 

He doesnt know that I was there, when he yelled "Get out the street!"

Yet does he like the fact that I disobeyed him.

He doesnt know that I know the truth, and that God is my witness.

 

I raised my hands, took one step back.

Then the bullets came, right through me. Six times to be exact

He doesnt know that I know the truth, and that God is my witness.

 

He did it on purpose. I know he did.

And so does he, but he will not tell the truth.

Instead he lies, but you know something?

 

He doesnt know that I know the truth, and that God is my witness.

 

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