Lyrics:
want to cap
I nap on them
I'm backing every quote
Feel the bass bump
Tell the crowd to jump jump
See the bodies thump going dumb
Dunk it I'm numb
I mix
Consistently hounded by you MC pests
If you really want to learn from me
Don't waste time in burnin' me
'cause ignorance and inexperience does not concern
on the top like division
Littel nigga it was written by the greatest emcee
No further description
Bars coming hard like a symphony
You rocking jesus pieces
Hip Hop and R&B in the mix
And the first kiss like coconut mixed with mango
In your eyes saw something that I've never seen before
Got me feeling so
the cops to kick the door
Yellin' all you drug addict lookin' asses
Get hands on the floor
Truck look like Mossy Oak
My bitch look like Britney Jones
Got
Homicide, yeah that's a murda by me
I'ma hold the glock, say hi to Jesus for me
You want it or not, you cannot take this from me
They tried to build a case
when I transmit
I am the man-a of the family 'cause the pants fit
I want to let forensics prove, that I can mends groove
With the thread from needle
know, for death
Knew the Lord was in the room when my daughter took her first breath
Cold turkey on the dope, had to gain the knowledge of self
In my
on the cross in a, total misery
Now separate Jesus from the cross so you can see
The truth about the cross, and the cross's history
The cross was created by
effects me
Pain
And I know
It echos
In the brain
Yeah
Pain
And I know
That my home
Is a grave
Stay driven by shit that effects me
Pain
And I know
It echos
out
Hidden by the barricades of my reflection
I wish I could've done more, in the right direction
Black Jesus did the beat
They love it when you down
You already know man
It's Too Wavy
It's JAW$
Praise the Lord
We got Jesus in the cut
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Speak
Preach
Hit the streets
Set them
Daughters and sons covered in the Blood of Jesus....
When it's all said and done, they'll believe us....
Had to keep the faith, you see the focus in
these caps off in these bitches
So why you want to mess with this
So why you want to take off this piece
Fool I'm bad to the bone, jone, chrome tech
Henny straight
Mind my business
I aint never in the mix
Aye
Don't even trip
You know I get it lit
Aye
Imma vibe
Yeah yeah
By myself
Fresh to death
[Intro: Bizzy]
Yeah, praise Jesus (quiet on the set!)
One time baby... (let's get this money baby)
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy
claim you want to put in work
Plotting to blow up a church
See you devils are all the same
You'll gun down a congregation in Jesus' name
Using me
open
They ain't even notice
Guess they don't know it was me who was chosen
The King of the Lost Souls that's just how I wrote it
They ask why they think
Father God in the name of Jesus, today we call it Fruitful Friday
We are blessed and there is no lack, all my needs are met, and I am out of debt
I
want to rumble
Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot like gumbo
Goin' off on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at your ass
So give it up
You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge
Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called
really don't wanna' sin
But I know if I want to survive
And lead back to the dividends
I hope God get to hear a nigga cry
As time goes by
And I can finally
federal cases with legal aids
The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat
Can get you in a 8 by 5, the corner's younger
I smell feel touch
Spiritual exercise, tip me off, I know the fight effects
Throw the towel in, out of thought, I'm gettin' in the mix
The rumble in the jungle, grab my shorts,
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