Lyrics:
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
to sleep)
Hook
Real lyrics with real bars (real)
Real rappers not reality stars (real)
Substance not hoes, guns and cars (nah)
Real hip hop show me where you
real; aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify
[Ludacris]
Lord, please
Hello
(Hey, it's me, Kirk, I need to speak to Bishop)
Sure, hold on
(Hello?) Hey, I got some stuff I need to talk to you about
Lately, pastor I've
in the house tonight
Came with some words of encouragement, Bishop Eddie Long)
[Chorus 2]
[Bishop Eddie Lee Long]
What you just heard is real
you say that cracker real flesh like
(Hoe)
By your definition, Jesus transvestite
(Bitch)
Hear the raps and they write me in the best light
(Hoe)
See they don’t know, that heaven is real
They don’t know if they gon' go there
But amma play my part by sharing the Word
And I don’t care just how
I did say sorry about the `old woman,' but from the
behind you looked--
DENNIS: What I object to is you automatically treat me like an
inferior!
Chorus By Bishop David Oyedepo: Light x 32
SwazzyEasy Verse : I go hard all day cause ain't no glory in loosing faith
Mama told me boy, go stack it
games, ooh
Gotta tell 'em 'bout Jesus still
The King who dies and heals
You know who He is when He's out in the field
Let's keep it real, I don't
person, living or dead, or actual events, is purely Coincidental
This is a Shockocracy, this is satire, but Not Sees are real
It's not hard
To be a bard
on a ni-a for nothin you know ima make me a way
Pull up a at a ni-a barbecue with his family and make me a plate
Ni-as playin real dirty i'm hopin that Calgon
on a nigga for nothin you know ima make me a way
Pull up a at a nigga barbecue with his family and make me a plate
Niggas playin real dirty i'm hopin that
on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week
This is
up
I don't care if you don't give a fuck
Easiest bands I'm running up
Talk on me and you fuck
Run my pad and get them bands
Yeah, bitch I'm with is
that is a Reverse
This Is called Russian roulette I’m
Just her collecting debt
Take the I G E T A B A G out the alphabet
And yeah I’m still getting
Getting chased by the polices on a full bred Cheetah
Bishop Eddie caught me tryna escape
Bag full of drag and a Nicki Minaj mixtape
Dragging all you fags
fake, I'm positive
Everything I make is positive
I'm scared like Harry Potter is
My level tall like a monument
I'm signing Jesus shit
Y'all got a Messi
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
Hi Tech red got me noddin'
Real Rx, I empty the bottle
How the fuck TI ain't do no jail time?
He got caught with Saddam Hussein firearms
The head
the Ph love watin' rinchels
Cause they doughnuts
They go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin' by
And we
Cause the real world leaves me throwing up and wishing it was done
Everybody has a reason to march
But the fascists in the White House only laugh
Im on a different level idk how to explain
E.A. sports getcho',
Head in the game
This is real Rose Quartz, not the regular thang,
If I Go to London,
church
Yea, uh uh uh uh
Yo, I preach through my raps
God is watchin me I still reach to my strap
Broads is watchin me they want to leech to my trap
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