Lyrics:
The rock of my soul went to church on Sunday
The rock of my soul went to work on Monday
Clean across the levy by the railroad tracks
The other
Fine
Why they be
On that same shit
Huh
Woah
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, stop it
My name in your mouth like a motherfuckin' topic
Seeing this
Momma took her son's phone then he got mad
The devil said she don't care I ain't listening to that
Nah no more
Focusing on the Lord
Need my soul to be
gave my soul to him
He remove my sin
And now I'm born again
I was saved by the blood
This time I'm going in
Yeah im goin in
Yeah I'm goin in
I was saved
a drink King, Dusse no ice just to be clear
Running from my problems to a bottle
Stressin cause i can't afford to live
Will you sell your soul for
While I live by faith and do His blessèd will;
A wall of fire about me, I've nothing now to fear,
From His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
Then
it)
Had iron sights, no beam, thought prison life was for me
'Til I found another way wish I could show to all my homies (I wish I could)
Make sure he
startin' to have some crazy thoughts, he put tattoo's on his sleeve
He got one tatted by his eye, it symbolizes Nene
He swear to never tell no lie 'cause
the roof of a Super 8, he sleeps 'til it's night time
Then connects in the streets like a pipe line
In dark shades he supplies dark brigades
Of lost souls
her upside down like Hopper
Better come and fuckin stop her
He want want beef, I give him Whoppers
Always flex up on my haters
And it's always fuck
Blessings come through
I build them reasons
With my IG, saving souls over reasons
Christ chose me
I didn't choose him first
He stole my hunger
He stole my
the glow (Glow)
Drippin' in the blood, not a blemish on my soul (Soul)
Young, saved, and zealous, feelin' like I'm in my element
Livin' by the Spirit got
not once have I seen you ride
Dumb little guys with lies
Soon get dug by my Rambo knife
I'll take your life, your soul is mine
If you're on me, come
leaving out the front
Made yo first 20K bitch I blew that in a month
Say my leaving out the trap I was picking up my unk
Told that nigga bring his ass he
soul to sell
I am unwell
I came out of my shell
Where all ocean sounds dwell
And my heart would always swell
Said farewell
Lived in a motel
This life is
peace with Jesus, will they take me back again?
If I give my soul, will he cleanse these clothes I'm wearin'?
If I give my soul, will he put new boots
up inside
Seven letters, come on take a guess, we play charades
She fine by design and I been said her name
She always on my mind, I might just love
expecting her
And she's got work to do
He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says I've never seen her get
the wickedness of
My abhorrent face!
(He hears the offstage voices
Of the pursuing MOB)
Track down this murderer! He must be found!
PHANTOM (Moving off again)
proud I made you
My life is yours, my soul I gave you
I don't know if I'll do good enough (he's by your side)
And we both know the hood is rough (right
proud I made you
My life is yours, my soul I gave you
I don't know if I'll do good enough (he's by your side)
And we both know the hood is rough (right
Yeah yeah
I mean thank God he saves
He done dug me from that grave
And that's only by his grace
I mean isn't that amazing
He my king yeah it's crazy
He
a man he stole my heart away
He gave his love but what a high price I paid
And all that you have is your soul
Don't be tempted by the shiny apple
lucky to see him born,
He helped to build my union hall, he learned me how to talk;
I could see he was a cripple but he learned my soul to walk;
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