Lyrics:
real triple OGs never want you around
It's either put in work lil homey or it's time to kiss ground
Just tryna find out who I really is
And if I'm gon
'bout to buck me shit out of luck
Go to school, the teacher wanna fuck the students
Go to church, my preacher turned to prostitution
The prosecution
To the extent that I am anything at all
We could consider me as a separate entity
c set of predisposing characteristics
c program
That is
where your soul is gonna go when you're dead
And who will pay the price for crimes you've committed
Cus even though ya think your someone who obeys
Just by bein'
outta gas without charging my phone
c stranger passed by (passed by)
Looked me in my eyes and said,
"Son, it's getting cold out here
So to stop right
With betty by my side
Yeah we rolling through the night
Keeping it real tight
Fighting a real fight
Ended the rats
With the facts an a real price
I'm
It’s hard to keep your name clean when all of your friends out in the dirt
You gotta pray for my soul the day they lay me in that hearse
Cuz I been
problems)
Tryna come by hovis, Born to motivate a motive
Never coming number 2, Don't ever wanna be the closest
But the beef is ready salted, It's been hard
I know that boy he be kapping
Even though he said he talking his shit
Chef by the pot and it's lit
Don't fuck with the boy, I can't fuck with his
about it, bitches sayin they got it
Everybody hollerin, like they can't do without it
I tried to figure out what all the fuss is about
But I guess I'll
gave it to my father
Used to take the bullets out so I could play with the revolver
Satan serenading ever since I was a toddler
Tell 'em talk is cheap,
steppin foot inside a church
All I try to do is try to get up out the dirt
Guess he's tryin to do the same, told me get up out his turf
I wanted to talk
church,
They scream Amen,
Convinced the Lord,
Is gonna save them,
No, no, no,
He ain’t coming back,
You better pack your bags,
Before it all goes bad,
I
depending on me so all I know is go get it
All I know it's Go get It by any means
So I'mma go get it or die trying to live that dream
You focused
the streets burning, this is a street sermon
That's what it is dummy, you niggaz chasing honey
We out here chasing money, jacked by G and running
That's
the streets burning, this is a street sermon
That's what it is dummy, you niggaz chasing honey
We out here chasing money, jacked by G and running
That's
This is Sermons Over Beats
Wanted to show my Full Range
Man I’m so glad that my past gone
Tell’em meet me at the church
If you don’t have one, add
one way out and forgiveness is key
I agree
But you see one out of three have fallen victim to this perverted act
One out of three will turn to crack
figure like in church
How you claiming that bitch but nigga she still wearing my shirt
Hold on now that lil nigga he mad
Niggas is goin out sad
I'm
One on't cross beams gone
Owt askew on treadle
Cleveland: I don't understand
What you're saying
One of the cross beams has gone
Out askew on the treadle
buster out ya soul and ask God for help
Nigga, times is a wastin'
What the fuck ya gon' do, ain't nobody got no patience
[B-Legit]
Nigga this ain't no
would be no Bey
To which God does she pray
OMG, she can be glad by now Jesus is my portion everyday
And there is law to regulate us all together, ey
use one hand to count
Every meal this month that was home cooked
As ugly as i am how is it that i
Manage to avoid sleeping in my own bed
Twenty-nine
on the weak, poor and directionless. 'command' is narrated by one who is under their 'spell' and one who has just freed himself from one of these cult-like
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