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Church man I was 15 years old
When this shit came out god dang, hah
Ayy, ayy

I got the Voss Power T in
The back glass of that Cummins
Turkey feather

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

obstacles, so my home life just gotta be
A place where I can roll a J, enjoy my day in harmony
I got a lot on my mind
They got a lot of shit planned
I

for some hours

'Bout 14 I start selling nicks
By 15 I got a felony
By 16 I got my driver's license start using J's car to pedal lean
College Park

This year, we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Gettin’ double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin’ niggas
On the orders of Marcellus

Play the Guitar

B.o.B

Play the Guitar

2011

probably need to after school tutor it
Balling on beats, got hops like breweries
Sideline haters need to chill where the cooler is
Dr. J flow, you can

they walk in Egypt
But the people of God who assault the seas
And the Earth until the Church
Is off to see Him

Lemme jam it man, not by my own works
But

cruicified my ass for fish fry
Moses burnt the bush so he could get high
I was in the church tryna sell crack to Christ
The same way Christ sold blacks

So cool
I'm Jesus cool
So cool
I'm Jesus cool
You hit the club (You hit the club)
I go to church (I go to church)
You rob and steal (you rob

Hoover Street

ScHoolboy Q

Oxymoron [Deluxe Edition]

2014

night it was a dream
This morning a fantasy
Back when the only fan I had was a fiend
Meet me by the Acura cause the cops like
To get help from

Gospel Weed Song

Bizarre

Hannicap Circus

2005

Brothers and sisters!
We gonna have Church tonight! 
And tonight this speaker is, Reverend Ruffus Jackson

[Chorus]
I wake up praising, God

Take 'Em to Church

Cam'ron

Diplomatic Immunity, Vol. 2

2004

But this my call by the false Prophet, all Prophet
Harlem hustle, I can't at all knock it
But you hard when you go in the Lords pocket

What you

Peets and J.D. happy
And set me wild and free
Then I danced out of Mississippi
To the University of Bourbon Street

I sang, "Hey (hey), Pocky A-way"

Reason quan je panse
Comme si j'avais tout la pression due Monde
I'll connais pas ma souffrance non
I'll connais pas la douloureux que je Reason quan je

Wassup wassup wassup
Poverty don leave me final bus stop
I be the small boy but now I don boss up
Bros J swag wan be like say I pompous
Wassup wassup

Drae and 'meer in the back (In the back)
Totin' them semis (Huh?)
I ran up my bag and I'm shoppin' at Fendi (At Fendi)
Ay', ay', ay', ya bitch like J

I got a question answer this why
They takin money jus to get fly
But when a natural disaster come by
None of these churches won’t let us inside
But

lack
Hop our the church and I got it on my back
I'm taking W's and I never take a L
Ask me how I'm doing all is well
L is spelt with a J U N I O R

8
The speculations 'bout the city, we gon' get 'em straight
Metro Church saved me and my grandma stayed on Section 8

What happened to Atlanta?

Slap Them Up

KRS-One

Return of the Boom Bap

1993

Tellin' it like it is, right about now D.J. Premier is in the
motherfuckin' house and shit, ya know what I'm sayin'?  But yo,
yo Kris, run that

dying in my hood with no eulogies
Buried by their mamas, ain't new to this
If you wanna pick a fight, bring your fist, not your toys lil bitch
This

about to get it by the G
Well okay, I'm about to live by any means
Well okay, I'ma go to church and pray for me
Well okay, I'ma go to God and pray for me

Addicted 2 Money

Ludacris

Addicted To Money

2009

paid
Copped a clean white tee with them fresh Air J's
I ain't got the Charger, I got my bitch Escalade
Sippin' on that Grey Goose and some damn

the math, I'm coppin' Chanel bags
Talkin' Belle Harbour, cigars by Hermes (woo)
Know we ran the streets, eating cold bully beef (huh)
Now we