Lyrics:
chasin' the same thing
It all boils down to they think everything's relative
Jesus might as well be a South American president
Very evident, they say
promise I’m never gone change, Ima die by
Everything that I stand on, I won’t take the stand
Losing my n****s, my mans gone or they stuck in the can
Why
a Jackson
Rappers I'm fondling, they try to settle out of court
But I, could never be bought, what type of rebel eats pork?
I'll take the cat and never
gon be able to surf it
Hook:
I got hittas in my section (so hold up)
No hatas in my section (no love)
medicated in our section (roll up)
We live in our
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
all die for fun
So why you ask me if I want peace, if you can't grant it
Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace
Will
deep
Cross over sweet
Offensive
onslaught
Will leave ya awake
Put ya sleep with D
Jumper so wet
Not as wet as you R
Cum B A Star
On the field R
make up so many lives?
So many lives
Your way and my way may be totally skew
Never together , we digress forevermore
Until infinity rush in, like it
He who believeth in Ja
Shall not be condemned
But he that believeth not
Is condemned already
Only because
He has not believed
In the man
B's
I tell lil' shorty come be on the winning team, please
I told that bitch she best believe
I told that boy it's 4K Trey, I tote that beam
Oh, how
we perceive it to be
Deceived by archaic dreams 'bout how degrees are the key
And we cling to our mobile screens and IGs for normalcy
Fast flood
it
Rock the same Chuck Taylors I be ripping my laces
When I'm skating down memory lane it's slowly changing
Trying to fly out of here I got to stay
make me cum
Put a price on my head won't make me run
Try to kill me but it can't be done
Cause my words gon' live forever
You put two and two together
Shoes still fit the same to me
Shit still drive the same to me
Shit still drive the same to me
Song: The Same
Written by: Elevator Jay
semantic
What we never say
But what we feel ain't goin' away
So I wonder, how could we be feeling
More than this
Tell me true
What it is? 'Cause
a million literally
I gotta speak that's the only reason they hearing me
Money will never change me ima be the same me
The same Joe Jay Rut Get'em and yeah
the bastards lives
Taught the people how to challenge the machine and now they’re activists
Sure as Kobe scores there will be a holy war
Declared in some godly
of existence
But we never really think of who gifted
To be frank, it don't make sense
More Christ, less regrets
Born once so I could twice
The sins on snow, man
blame
But is the money worth it if he don't love you the same
Memories made by maids love starts to fade
At the point where dad can't even tell you his
on the cross just for me to be saved
Never will play with my life like a game
See a new day Ima always say grace
I'm going to rest only when in my grave
I do my
Hook:
Fame is not the game..its why I put it on my name..Soaring over unlimited levels..nothing was the same..Holy Spirit come in..let my appetite be
the lives that have been changed
By a little baby born to be our Savior
Dying on a cross of wood
To bring life to you and me
And I'll never look the same
And the life I'll never live when you're standin' in front of me
Now I see you comin' cross the floor
I can't take no more
And girl you're making me feel some
-Shaddai the holy God high above
Fresh rain in Your presence bringing life again
Holy Spirit breathe on me
I will never be the same
Days of visitation from
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