Lyrics:
what they give us this day
The slaves is trying to give us this free
I'm trying to give us this pay
Man, you know how 'dem strippers was
We was all
memory is getting breastfed by the pitbull (what?)
I'm so busy shooting, I'm celibate
I'm moving like Meek Mill
Where you get them vibrating panties, is
That I caught the wrong message, and now it's time
I'm hearing from God, what amazing experience, as you hear from God
He said, "Is there forth any man
it
So you can taste and see He's the best, believe it
He made us for His glory and not for your own homie
Our God is Holy, yu should repent and die
with you
Your his wife worth more value than what he owns
To prove your love is his
Bridge:
When the music gets involved
(aah ahh)
And you cant seem
with you
Your his wife worth more value
Than what he owns whats a guy gotta do
To prove your love is his
So I don't know your name
But your so beautiful
prove anything to me motherfucker I know you ain't got no heart
[Chorus]
You say you got your money right
I don't believe him
You say you live
We’re not slaves to the system
We’re not beggars for the cause
We’re not slaves to the system
We’re not broken by the laws
Prove you wrong
Prove you
we on your side of town, we don't ask why
We abide by the rules that y'all live by
And see, you're welcome to come, you're welcome to stay
But any
the sign
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
What, we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they
feeling eventually
Gon shrivel up, when reality turns it into misery
And you niggaz is killing me, with your wanna-be-me's
You a artist we bosses, the ones
assured voice:
"yes, this is he! what? a mountain with a tree growing off of its shoulder?
You're fulla shit, man, what? what, uh, are, are you sure?
is lucky in the lottery
He is a player in his life and in the lives of others
I may miss my older brother a little
But he has his own way
My life path
ain't right, he gon' tell you that he wrong
He gon' be the bigger person, he ain't tryna prove you wrong
He gon' put on Gucci and Loui by himself, go
figure out what's acceptable
The man behind the Cardigan, that album is impeccable
My niggas got the loud homie, if it's stressin' you
We lampin' in
mouth follow protocol
My boy get in they fuckin chest
I’m tired hearing niggas saying they hate you know the vibes, I am the fuckin vibe
I go by the name
this south is sho' nuff trill, now shit
When we on your side of town, we don't ask why
We abide by the rules that why'all live by
And see, you
youth of the ghettos
And one by one we are being wiped off the face of this earth
At an extremely alarming rate
And even more alarming is the fact
the lies and try to mock you when the fruit grows
God leaves the 99 to meet doubting 1s with 2 holes
I am not running to prove anybody wrong
I am running
directions
He gave me a tuna can
Then he stopped in his tracks
And he said, "Hey Goat!
Would you like to live with me?
I've got a house with
Bring it back tie you up
Treat you like a Chinese store
Nigga and chop you up you feel that nigga
He play around we gon' kill that nigga
How you feel
attention away from the truth
With power and money and sex you're in danger
Of losing it all when they let go of you
Now where we at? The story is told
've been and what's to come
Each day is a chance to prove us wrong
Nothing that came before matters now,
The game has been reset and restarted for you
in this day and age, we'll let knowledge take its place
Over the mountains and over rocky terrains
We try to prove to mankind that Jah Jah lives
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