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JOHN 4:20-21)
IF YOU SEE ME AND MY BONES CONSUMED (PSALMS 31:10)
WILL YOU FEED ME (MATTHEW 25:35)
IF I WAS STANDING ON THE EDGE OF MY MIND (MATTHEW
Anyways, this song was written by our friend Glen Shirley
Um, hope we do your song justice Glen, we're going to do our best

Inside the walls of prison my
and walls I've caressed

A stage is like each bolt of wood
Like a, like a log of Helen, is my pleasure
I would measure the success of a night by the way,
and peel your cap 

Release from the clinic and now I'm looking for a body 

Strapped to the matt like a black John Gotti 

Ruthless as fuck and my eyes
the
Nighttime sky
An altar of frozen light to worship with my
Eyes
As you're lost within the view
Something reaches out and finds you
As you leave the sight
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
 Bad Boy

D-P-G
D-P-G
Bad Boy
D-P-G
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fuckin around with p
Aiyyo strike two, my style brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you
John McEnroe
Me, I'm cool I keep my jewels intact (c'mon)
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that (that's right)
Don't compare me to no boozy cat
Elton John's name on my drag wall, I'm out the closet, I've been lyin' my a** off

All this time me and Dre been f***in' with hats off (Suck it,
Anybody here, seen my old friend John, can you tell me where he's 
Gone? 

Were at the Trademark, the motorcade is coming by here, I can see many 
Many
what on my mind

The Bible was changed to suit King James
Many empty lies, hear say, hear say, hear say
John public blind, public want to know
of War like Mars
That leave MC's smashed but my Squad, is odd
Y'all never seen relish, but always seem jealous
Of my extreme fellas, rockin' the ?
guy's got the hell of a nerve. 
Tellin' me I can't worship anywhere I please. 
So right there, in front of that Church, I just knelt down on my knees.
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
So I live just like john montgotti, ha
I trust nobody


[chorus]

[master p]
Yeah you know what I'm saying this goes out to all my niggaz out there
In
hoes affendin us
We're special eders go on tours on banana bus
D. O. same m.o., drive through bricks
Chicken shotty, that ass make me lie to my bitch
glowing, ho-ing, fly off in a Boeing, 
Slide off with your ho, and spend six figures on her, 
My persona, Sean John unforgivable cologne,
Copping
worship the devil
And some of the times
I think they see the horns on my head
Why must you even question what I believe in silly mortal
You test the third
John McEnroe
Me, I'm cool I keep my jewels intact (c'mon)
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that (that's right)
Don't compare me to no boozy cat
the crack, one rolling the blunt
You get p**** and a** from a beautiful broad
If you looking fa that holla at cha boy
I'm a m, m, mack mack a p, p, pimp
I
repertoire, is U.S.S.R
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
And ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
Like pussy, my low
longevity sustainin' my celebrity status.
From A-M to P-M, you see him on file, y'all.
I was told to step righteous, so when it's done
Everyone will say I
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
my dick 
Without a condom on, 
While I'm on the john 
If I had a million bucks 
It wouldn't be enough, 
Because I'd still be out 
Robbing armored