Lyrics:
the needle
Smokin' the crack
Prostitute snortin' coke
So she can give 'em a sack
Walk in the church
Switchin' places with the minister
Clear out the room
to the crowd
Pull a match right out of my backpack
Light it on fire
Then watch it burn baby, burn
My name is Cipher
I'm the baddest
I don't know what you heard
Ever so long ago,
there lived two poor brothers who grew together.
The elder brother Rajeev was cunning by nature,
but the younger brother was not.
bruh
Don't want no issues
Scripture in hand
You know we official
Ooh
Fresh out the oven
We hitting the block
They thought I was bluffin'
I stand
hope, even when our heart's sore
No matter how broken we are, or how hardcore
Heaven is what every heart longs for
Human love fails us and we need God's
easy
Got you digging in the mud
Find church on your worst, when the universe spoke
The man was under curse
Visions spilling out of the verses
Keep
in my closet
What's so bounded by sound is that her word never left me
While the departed all counting sheep, I am busy counting my blessings
Unc been
with that fake smile you're scared to go hostile, bitch, enjoy the drug issues your family compile
Having interest in your miserable asses is way out
And I was just playin', I was just playin' man, you feel me
Early sunday morning, im on the way to church
I don't believe in god
Thats what make it
on the
Winepress much too long, Rebel
Babylon System is the Vampire
Sucking the children day by day
Me say the Babylon System is the Vampire
Sucking the blood
you walk right by on the other side or fall down and worship at His holy feet
Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion
Is how
kingdom, our sanctity
Church of our vanities
Home...
And is it any wonder how we plunder this thing...
Our home.
And she was... a girl who loved drama
But
I never laughed and cried at the same time
Until I heard a church pray for the death of Obama
And wondered if they knew they share that prayer with
look Him in the eye
Reach out and take His hand?
Show Him how we are changing this place
Day by day with his amazing grace?
It doesn't look like
and a couple of stores
We had good times here
Between the wars
It wasn't paradise
But there was music in the street
Right there is where your grandparents
show it
All I knew is what I could see
And I knew I wanted her for me
Took her home to mama
Mama, wanna see my future bride
Well she looked at us
show it
All I knew is what I could see
And I knew I wanted her for me
Took her home to mama
Mama, wanna see my future bride
Well she looked at us
show it
All I knew is what I could see
And I knew I wanted her for me
Took her home to mama
Mama, wanna see my future bride
Well she looked at us
a punk
Lately i been in a funk, had to dissapear from life
What would happen if i blew my brains out with a rifle
These are real thoughts not
Brothers and Sisters
Prayer is a powerful thing
In these tryin' times, we pray
We pray hard
But, there are some matters
Where we would be better
(woo-woo)
Uh
I got famous, I still hang on the mains (out here)
I'm rich and still gang-gang, I ain't changed (I ain't changed)
Servin' two on the back
Discuss these church is out by betty wright Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In