This is a song I wrote in Angola
If the devil come to my house
And knock up on my door
Spirit going to tell him
Not to ever come back no more
I said I know, I think I know
How everything is classified
And that ain't no lie
I'm so glad that he told me
How this world is classified
I know it's real what the Lord is telling me
I know it's real just what this life is showing me
I said I know
Well, well, well, how it's classified
I found my Jesus
Preaching around my project
He just kept hanging out
With all the rest of us rejects
Some called him crazy
Some called him dumb
But they didn't know
Where the man was coming from
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