Lyrics:
confuse it, critics be hating
Best album yet but give me the same rating
I'm waiting top of rap rushmore
Etched in stone runt top puns war
Unsure
Heron
With Preem, H.E.R. and D'Angelo, queen serving me cantaloupe
Hammock low, swerve lambs on Atlanta roads
Earl animal Manigault, furs lamb
the H-A double M's
These bars I'm spittin' are so good y'all mistake me for Eminem
O-line's scored on all the time, it's 'cause I'm not in it
Y'all need
I'm so focused and
I pray to God that the world knows this
Exposes flaws in your scheme dog
Me and Dilla go hard, my Lord
You don't want know
Cause we playing to win
She want me to wife it
I told her to chill
Told her hell no
I ain't wifing no hoe
I keep treesh's by the low oh
And i stay 10 toes
and affliction
Ain't a soul in hell with pain comparable to this one
Brought me to repentance
Homie I'm blood purchased
And daily I'm conformed to his holiness
that I've changed
But really too much of me know that I stay the same
Wasn't focused on outcome with this whole album
I tried so hard to find my peace by
[Speaking Adlib]
Yeah, DC, Stand up for your boy Ka Ree
I go by the name of Kanye Tutter
the rock is in the building
and as far as I'm concern we
your hands clap your hands clap em
Its been determined we have overcome by the blood of the one of lamb that he saves and he never back we know in 3
try me
Impulsive imma just do it
Get sponsored by Nike
Been on one before I had trainers
But G-O-D been my PT
This life ain't easy
Better watch out who
much I love the cheese
A fucking cow, that’s how I munch , I lust the green
Up in ya vulva like a revolver , viva la revolutionary
So smile at, me
stepped into a church and that motherfucker still owe me money
I need a religion to follow
I swear to God that I got more problems than there is bitches in
before I ever stepped into a church and that motherfucker still owe me money
I need a religion to follow
I swear to God that I got more problems than
than preaching, more than teaching
I am a simple man
Who's been saved by God's grace
When Jesus took my hand!
And now I praise the Lamb
What a beautiful
shout out to FLAME too cause no matter what mood I'm in
These are just some of the men who God used
To promote the Risen Lamb who died for my sins
Yeshua
shout out to FLAME too cause no matter what mood I'm in
These are just some of the men who God used
To promote the Risen Lamb who died for my sins
Yeshua
A THUG
A real thug is a thug that's HUSH!
Word, yeah yeah, uh-huh, yo
Yo, yo, yo (hit 'em Kris!)
What mean the world to me? H-I-P, H-O-P
And S-I-M,
. biff . . . dush-h-h!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, youp youp youp youp
Is your wife snoring by the sink?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, youp youp youp youp
want to treat me fare
All this sleeping from house to house, fucking with my dome
Got two album of my own, but no home
So picture the park bench in
death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck
How precious is the One who bore my sin
How beautiful the hands that drew me in
The Savior of the world
The One who's not contained by time or space
looked me in my eyes and told me prison set me straight
I can tell that he for real so I believe what he say
Came a long way from getting hooked on H
In
no longer with you
In the physical, not even sure if I believe in God
But because you still alive
He got me praying that the spiritual is real
So I
fumble
Ah yeah
Shout out G.O.D (Shout out G.O.D)
More of Him, less of me
I'll say it again on repeat
Glory to the Lamb
(Glory to the Lamb)
I wear His glory
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