Lyrics:
time I'm buying
Give me a beat and you know ima flow
This one by Shy
Ion wanna get high today nooo-o
My turn got the right away oooh-oh
Feel like I might
hard
Put him on a killer row, where the killers kill and disregard
Say you don't gang-bang
Well why your homie - baby boo callin you by ya gang name?
Peezy
When I make it pray money don't switch him up and do me greezy
If I was locked away I wonder who would come round to come see me
Yeah, I'm camera
Catch him on the streets, I'ma bring him to his feet, quick
Pass the clip, I think I see him comin' now
Fuck the bullshit, posse deep and let's run
down
But god came into my life and
Turn my frowns to smile
Yah
You don't want to see me blessed You rather see me broken down
Do you know this Pain
I
the get go
You hear these words so don't let go
Real hope is found in Christ
No other God
So turn today and get right
Preaching the Lord, out on the street
in your teeth
She turned away from me
And then turned back and said "did I get it?"
I said yeah well, I mean, most of it
But hey, ya know, don't sweat
my skies close in
And I'ma die with my eyes open, The Watcher
I know, you got your eyes on me, I feel you watchin' me
But it ain't hard to see
this. We need to talk and work through this together.
No!! You don't understand. I need to get away. I can't keep reliving this nightmare every day.
Calm
become no big deal
When did we start to turn away and deny the God that we know is real
When will it be all for Him
And when are we gonna be disciples
Boucher
My eternal soul bout that I don't play
Throwing up deuces like a mocking jay
Life is a game you pay in to play
But so many trying to give it away
So baby, don't you mind if I do
Got time, but I don't mind
Just wanna rock you, girl
I'll have whatever you have
Come on let's give it a whirl
See
So baby, don't you mind if I do
Got time, but I don't mind
Just wanna rock you, girl
I'll have whatever you have
Come on let's give it a whirl
See
I just don't know when
Turn on to CNN, look at what I see again
It's another black man died at the white hand of justice
To tell the truth, man,
finger wave
Make niggas weave, niggas is out here fake
Laced front to the back, don't front
Y'all gonna make me wig, I'ma give y'all what you want
feelings put aside, 'cause now I gotta reach him
What I'd like to do is turn my head, like I don't know him
But it seems like I've been called on to show
an obligation
Gonna see me rise on top to be one of the greats (one of the greats bitch)
I remember starting with just gravel
Watch me turn it into rocks (watch
show love
Although they wish to see me like my master hung up
But He didn't get done He beat the 3 count
The stone was rolled away and He walked right
you say about me in my eulogy?
I feel like I’m too young to pass away
But I’m on God’s timing so today could be the day
I don’t want it to be
Cause I
understand I'ma leave 'em behind me
Obviously
I ain't got no time, no no
I said obviously
I said I don't got no time, no, no, no
Yeah, yeah
I treat
me
Living for the cause is a road many never take
Then they blaming God if there ain't nothing to reparate
You gotta' be in Him
Set apart but don't
tell myself
One: Don't pick up the phone
You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two: Don't let him in, you'll have to kick him out again
doing, well, it's suspect
Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money
America's five centuries deep in cotton money
You see a lot of brothers
bastards who turn
Misfortune to magic
And morph pain into hip-hop classics
We the, ghetto messiah
Spread our gospel through the bootleggers
Prosperity
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