Lyrics:
the trigger and begging that God forgive me I said
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
Run it, whoa
Run it, run it
And it came to pass, the son of Man died because of scum
Died for our sins on the cross, nails inside right by his thumbs
Then rose after three, Psalm
anyways
Every time that you sin, you're putting Christ on the cross
Saying sorry God and not realizing that it's your loss
Don't you understand the reason
decided on
Givin' it one more try despite it all
You're my lightning rod when my sky gets dark
I'm your shiny rocks in that tiny box
When we tied
up by a hardcore hip-hopper?
Forgot ya signed to Cappa, a real Donnie Brasco
A nigga wit' mics and tape recorders, all up in his asshole
Speakin'
up by a hardcore hip-hopper?
Forgot ya signed to Cappa, a real Donnie Brasco
A nigga wit' mics and tape recorders, all up in his asshole
Speakin'
c'mon dice
c'mon dice
Throw on a Hollyhood Wear by Lil' Kim
You know the Queen Bee known for (doin it way big)
We take trips to Mekenos,
split"
I said "only want sleep"
For steady relationship
My mind not about it
I'm lyin' i don't want it
Now it's hard to admit
Sometimes i just want quit
My
she woke
I love a white girl, but not no coke
She insecure so I bought her a body she said that she want it like Kim
Her waist a little thinner her ass
to spit it with this free
It's strictly off the TOP
Y'all know the deal we always keep it real
That RattPack
That's a fact, break a bitch's back
When I get
Maybe im old school
Pterodactyl
Wont be led
By the stressful
I DONT LET THEM CONTROL MY JOY
But de facto
I get trapped doe
Make all the nums
And the stat
Yes, on that cross
You said it is finished on that cross
My debt has been paid on that cross
My sins forgiven on that cross
You said it oh yes you said
pass me the vile and cross your fingers
It don't take time nowhere to draw the line
Hi ho silver
We were singin' all your cowboy songs
Oh, you told
gotta love it, New York City (haha)
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on
My neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang (haha)
brotha got locked up for selling out arms
I don't fuck wit weed but I'll sell me a farm
Took my 4by4 to the ring
Cross pendant new u can see how it bling
healthy and able
She's tryna pay all her bills, she's still late on the cable
She feels stuck here she's has a rough go it's been a tough year
Has
you pay for it with your youth
That's why I'm potent with every batch that I whip
Cats say you ain't make it by thirty then you should give up
I just
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm
I'm eatin' day by day, ain't nothin' sweet about it
Act like you don't know what I'm sayin' then you read about it
Built for war like a armadillo
driver again turned around to me|And said 'Look it here buddy, I'm kinda gettin' sick and tired|of you talkin' about all these United States cities
[Lil’ kim:]
Where’s all mah soul sistas
Lemme hear ya’ll flow sistas
[Mya:]
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul
to the condo
Yeah, normally it ain't a question
We would cross paths like an intersection
But she just too far away for affection
So I pray that we never
fame
All out warfare, eye for a eye
Bustin' on my enemies, Bad Boy Killaz (street fame)
Straight dissin' you
Fuck, Lil' Kim, you nasty bitch
wasn't enough for you baby
My heart was all that you needed
Well now it's over and it's time for you to do it
[Lil' Kim]
Baby, it's the finest,
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