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Thank You

Chris Brown

Chris Brown

2005

so much)
You mean so much to me (for real, I promise)
I just wanna thank you, oh, yeah (on God)
And Jesus, and Jesus, ha, what a friend I have

there were reviews in
Billboard and Cash Box
But they were by professional critics
And they rarely reflect
The opinions of the public the critics were

I be hangin in Harlem and
My shit is for real here
If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbread
You can't kill me I was born

What You Ride For?

Fiend

Kiss tha Game Goodbye

2001

for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some bitches that'll ride for me, die for me (Whomp!Whomp!)

Cornbread by the ki, the language when you call

I was unsure but now I know I really got the flow 
Didn't have to plan it, I let Jesus take control 
I'm sure
They ain't even have to let me know 
I

Why not? It's his daddy

I am really DJing Jesus by the way.
Just in case you, like, y'all thought 
I was just joking about that shit. 

Like real

Doing dirty work but the whips clean
Notice the Jones's
All of what they have is for the showing even notices on doors or for closures
I'm trying

eyes now I could see again (I could see again)
When i was lost in my sin yeah he took me in, took me in 
Now I rep Jesus Christ till the end
Yeah yeah

Saddle up like a rodeo
Saddle up, with Jesus I'm gonna go
Call on Him, when you feeling real low
And that's something you should already know

I'm

will be done
Jesus the son
King of kings
My past pain hold nothing
But dead weight by all means
It's all purpose and glory
You hear that ba bowdown

My dreams can't wait
My dreams can't wait
Ohh it's Jones
Yeah, My dreams can't wait
Say you love me right now girl, I think its too late
Yeah, some

close friends

Don't, don't, don't hurt me again

As time flew by, the both of us grew in size
'89 you were sixteen
We used to take flicks posing
Respect

'em in a row
Spot by spot, hit 'em, missed flights, smashed phones
Flew the coup, fuck keeping up with the Jones's
Whether with bros or gunning it alone

Don't Feel Right

The Roots

Game Theory [Clean]

2006

Freeze your face like bosilium toxin

If you ain't tryin' to get popped, then give me a option
Helicopters choppin' from Philly to Compton
The Jones is

Don't Feel Right

The Roots

Game Theory

2006

chopping from Philly to Compton
The Jones, the Richardsons, the Smiths and the Johnsons
If you ain't saying nothing, you the system's accomplice
It should

Don't Feel Right

The Roots

The Best of the Roots

2006

like bosilium toxin
If you ain't tryin' to get popped, then give me a option
Helicopters choppin' from Philly to Compton
The Jones is the richest

count me out but You counted on me (on me)
Big plans by the bigger man
When I almost down and out, hey you never gave up
Could've left me in the dust,

it home (Gotta make it home)
Tryna make it home tonight
(Gotta get back home) gotta make it home
Gotta make it home tonight

Jones i be thinking' bout

Gmail

Sheck Wes

MUDBOY

2018

Sheck Jesus
Fuckin'
Sheck Jesus, Sheck, Sheck Jesus
Sheck Jesus, Sheck, Sheck Jesus
Sheck Jesus, Sheck, Sheck Jesus (Mudboy, Mudboy)
Sheck

the goddamn streets
Cause that's the only way we gonna stop these pigs
We ain't gonna stop them by prayin'
We ain't gonna stop them by beggin'
And we ain't

Sweet tooth taking candy from a stranger
Why I feel like Jesus in the manger
All of these gifts but I feel like I'm in danger
Real talk why am I talking

To Win
Yay

I don't care what you speakin
You gone go believe it
That Jesus is Lord
Go Repent

WAIT

This for the Christians
That thinkin they real
But

KingdomBoy
GDA
I'm still flexing harder my gangster

I go up on The stage
Yay
I go live for The King
Yay
Jesus Christ
Turn The page
Yay
Jesus Christ

And they will thrash everything but fam
(You Listening?)
They praise Jesus Price and Big Baby Jesus
B-B-Baby ain't no need to look further
Them G's us
You