Lyrics:
A lotta mystery lives, inside our misery
A lotta mystery lives, inside our misery
B**** Jesus was a slave ship
Check who you call in on
Jesus was
of broken lives deprived of hearing about the man who rose after he died
Why is it okay to rap about drugs and money and then look at me funny when I mention
the gods
Rebellion be damned, but thats who we are
That's who we are
That's who we are
That's who we are, yeah
That's who we are
That's who we are
That's who
and take my life and (ha, Benzino)
God...
[Hook]
Niggas want to try and live my life and
Bitches want to try and run my life and
Haters want to try
instore for those who keep him at the core.
But who can live by bread alone but by every word that he has shown
Christ gave us the recipe
Deny yourself
Pray to your gods, you’re living like you love a thriller.
Pray to your gods, you’re living like you love a thriller.
Pray to your gods, you’re
seek to find Christ the rock
Start to pray day by day we must repent
Just ‘cause He came down just to save us exactly what He meant
Don't mean we get it
power by sealing my doom
Oh who can stop it, oh who can save
This succulent soul from this shallow grave
There's a specter inside you, it grows in your
In order that you might lead mankind out of the darkness of disbelief and polytheism
And into the light of belief in the oneness of Allah by their
on
There's no turning back
Can't live on memories
So here I am getting down on my knees
Somebody save me please
If you would only, be my friend,
I
real- who ain't got no feelings
(No doubt, son, keep your eyes open)
(I got this, I got this)
(Just watch my back, I got your front, yo)
Check it out
Politicians obnoxious, but they feeling they God sent, but ain't answered no problems, so who gonna solve em
Be clear, this ain't conservative or liberal
twenty-five times, now fuck god's how I think!
(You can save all that religious bullshit,
Stay the fuck out of my cell. If that priest
Comes in my cell,
And you never know who God is gonna use
A princess or a baby
Or maybe even you or me
Now Esther, she was a beauty
Who was pleasing to a man
loud)
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin' make sure you hear
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Under-boss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
We got the real live shit
of the fact I don't live by my image
Pray that I will by the time that I'm finished
Take my soul and give me guidance
Pray to God I put that time in
Find myself
holds
And I wanna know why they hating on me
Man I really thought that they was homies
I wonder why he putting blessings on me
I wanna see what God see
anyone
Who will hear their stories of
Decay of man
Decay of man
Small gods and mortals
Live in worlds, in lines of code
Who dream of life
When will I
if there was no Preme
There was no cat
And the game was run by Prince and run by Pat
It's the killa season
Who the fuck need a reason
These faggot
firefighters whose flames took their lives
You may know a German Shepherd who bled and died
Because he loved his alpha he had to save his life
Heroes are not
of these hearts strings
Even at my lowest God is never far from me
Christ said He would be with you
Til the end of the age
Only Jesus can save us
We are
to send to god
Unknown to us what the cost
Lost brothers along the way
Step by step we bought the way
Oh god's land calls us home
Take it back, his glorious
funny to me
When I don’t never compete
All I do is live good live royally
I’m like Kermit with the tea
Man it ain’t my bizz
Good god
God itself couldn’t
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