Lyrics:
White, White, White Lives, White Lives Matter
Where would Nas be without MC Serch
Robbing his congregation as the pastor of a church
Where would
will rape a little girl
(Little boys too)
Making plenty money, living good, church biz
I believe in God, don't believe he is who you say he is
I say it
The place where he lives, God, he gives them names
The 'Hood, 'The Projects, 'The Ghetto; they are one and the same;
And I call it 'Soulsville' ah, yeah.
on her he keeps beating
She never leaves the house not even on the weekend
Make is so bad he’s a deacon at the family church
Lying to the lord like he put
Ah look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
In the church where a wedding has been
Lives
Ah look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
In the church where a wedding has been
Lives
to skip church to sleep
To get off my feet
I'm still ten toes down
Trying to get on my feet
Yea
I know that's crazy right
I live a crazy life
For them kids
mossin
Wake up early in the morning don’t need coffee
That’s the way I live
Ain’t gon have no fear
All glory to god he the reason that I’m here
So let me
Jay-Z yea
Ight yea yea yea
Slow it down lil bit
Let me get a
Let me get a organ
Aye yessir
That's what I'm talking bout
Take 'em to church deacon
I said
one more chance to
Live the life that you want, you want to live
And all I want is to be a good boy
You know, those big stars
They don't know who you
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
Those crazy Christians, I was gonna sleep in today
But the church bells woke me up and they're a half a mile away
Those crazy Christians, dressed
the price that He payed
I've learned that speaking is speaking
I've learned that words are just words
And that it's only by taking action that we actually
don't want it
I'll eat you for breakfast, one by one I got ya'll serial numbers
I'm about to send a tweet out to my nigga Stylez
Tell him he got
money, there's hope, and love, and life"
He grabbed her by the shoulders and spoke his final statement: "God is a lie!"
The anger welled inside him
1978 we lost JP I
The church was prayin “God's will be done”
All the red hats had to make a trip to Rome
Each one wonderin if he'd make it back home
back at my life, my testimony's living proof
Used to live in sin, God saved my life, he'll do the same for you
You confused, the almighty God, don't get
On those November Nights
Hope to God he think I'm living right
I don't know because it's outta sight
Try my best to really live in Christ
I'm
Captain Jack was a suicide pimp with a nonstop nosebleed
Fell in love with a church choir tramp
Found out she was a drag queen
Crown him
Captain Jack was a suicide pimp with a nonstop nosebleed
Fell in love with a church choir tramp
Found out she was a drag queen
Crown him
want to lose you
Cuz you came from Him
When I pray
He rained on me with bae
I remember walking by faith
Hoping I can get a woman in Christ
Who can slay
Frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions
Lead lead to dumpin'
IV to pumpin', you're feeling
the crew in
Died for my sins he belong to me
Yea demons on the loose they be haunting me
Made a deep sea dive like I gone to sea
Tryna keep me live like I'm
Come to my church wanna see me in action
Put both hands in the hand in the air
Hands in the air to receive him and thank him
Covered by the grace grace
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