Lyrics:
fiend though, I'll come fuck up your whole town like el nino
I'm the hottest nigga you've seen though
Jumpin outta lex coupe
With jimmy jones right next
He wrote the script
And set the stage
By His design, each character was named
He was there when my story began
He alone knows how it will end
selfish I don't even take selfies just saying
They think I'm just playing
Must be something with the tone, dealing with the Jones, is all about me I need
hazardous
Seeds can't be saved by JESUS Of Nazareth
Sell my nigga weed, its halarious
They squeese at the cabbages, seeds in the carrage's (the kids)
of the eyes and the pride of respect
Christian's with no Jesus evident in they nature
Fruit never falls far from the tree of the Creator
Lead by the Spirit not
U punk muthafuckaz blockin' all my blessin's
Didn't know da Unity is what um reppin'
First comes the money then second comes da flexin'
And no
Hino 89 do Cantor Cristão
Música: Lewis Edgar Jones (1910)
Letra: Salomão Ginsburg (1900)
DA SUA TRISTEZA TE QUERES LIVRAR?
SEU SANGUE TEM PODER
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
never find
Too many problems on my mind
Living shife is starting to be
A full time grind
I'm not trying to lose my life
But if I do, I wanna' meet Jesus
quite an analagy
I don't think who we are
should be described astrologicly
Don't judge me by my car
And don't treat me any differently
I'm not a
(Chorus)
GOD came thru made a way now I'm moving up
Climbing up the ladder giving praise JESUS lift me up
Passing out these Bibles catch the word bet not pass
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest nigga doin' it,
Bet that baby.
These other niggas dough I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get back boy this a set back,
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
by a fishin' hole
That's how country boys roll
Yeah, they work, work, work
All week 'til the job gets done
Weekends they barbecue
And have a cold one
Through Jesus Christ our lord
Roman 6-23 nigga
Read it and weep, biatch
Hit a man bustin' up in my door
So I grab my 44
Now them bustas on the floor
even a word
Blurred by the beam of Eden
But circum-scheming made them heathen
Circum-scheming made us heathens
Fake churches choose renegade
Resistors
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
Verse 1
I ain't ever been a gang banger
Not about da bando
But I'm not a standard breddah
Raised in da light
No angel
But I love Jesus
Me n my
Don't be hating on my flows
I'ma keep it g that's the way it goes
Jesus knocking at the doe
I rebuke Satan like whoa
Thank you Lord for this nice condo
wearing mickey ears
I'm a double entendre, King Kong conquerer
Slide on the beat like Jesus on water
Since i was a nino, swear my life bonkers
Top hat swag,
I can do and then get down on my knees
Cause I can't make it by my lonely, Jesus help a nigga please
[Chorus]
Yeah, much love to everybody
querem dar-me um help
Now I'm all by myself
Estávamos juntos cá na rocha, agora têm mais fãs que eu
Provavelmente aí comendo mais maçãs que eu
Aparecendo
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