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her back then turn Just her turn I drop ten bands in Burch I say oh my God But she never been to church She built like a goddess Distracted by her
leave the world That these words cemented my name J U S T Y F I Til I die Thirty Nine Eleven Santa for my presents Cookies out by 7 Church to hear
J E S U S Equip 22's got us feelin' kinda blessed J E S U S Yeah the Holy Spirit is in our midst Growing up I was always the Christian kid I never
in the age of the social On our knees, take a test To be lovin' and grateful Shots were fired on the street By the church where we used to meet Angel
Hey, Honey Claws, Honey Claws, Honey Claws J, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j Ooh, ayy-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay, woah Paid a fee, door let me in free
in the pews I gotta, few bucks to get me by Not gonna, sit here and cry all night I'm gonna, Go to church and read John 3:16 But first, Imma have
If I was white I can shoot up the whole school Make it out that b**** alive without a bruise If I was white I can run in your church and shoot
or distraction from my aforementioned horror? Tore up the ground as I ran away From a church-camp sermon in my red Air J's The color in my face went white like
Konichiwa bitches, yeah my motto Fresh to death but I ain't Takin' no press release photos I got church at 9 AM sunday Then brunch at noon, I do My J's clean,
This year we iller than a nun in a cumshot Getting' double penetrated in a dope spot By two hard pipe hittin' Niggas On the orders of Marcellus
I thought, “good grief” J-Just ain’t my belief Until I saw the holes Inside his hand Street Jesus Street Jesus Come on, come on, what you
Wee baby wizz Wee baby wizz Its sunday and the church bell rings Its sunday and the church bell rings I just want to get by And have a good time No
The Church's one foundation Is Jesus Christ her Lord She is His new creation By water and the word. From heaven He came And sought her to be His holy
pain I can get you John Doe by a no name Catch him at the Chinese store Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein Nah nigga, Smack can't hear (hair)
boy is a lumber Got so much back that you could call me J-Lo Building so fast that I ran out of Legos Just bought a runway for my new tornado The game
Church man I was 15 years old When this shit came out god dang, hah Ayy, ayy I got the Voss Power T in The back glass of that Cummins Turkey feather
of a master You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats Break necks of broke souls who hate me Hate he? you can't
for some hours 'Bout 14 I start selling nicks By 15 I got a felony By 16 I got my driver's license start using J's car to pedal lean College Park
This year, we iller than a nun in a cumshot Gettin’ double penetrated in a dope spot By two hard pipe hittin’ niggas On the orders of Marcellus
probably need to after school tutor it Balling on beats, got hops like breweries Sideline haters need to chill where the cooler is Dr. J flow, you can
they walk in Egypt But the people of God who assault the seas And the Earth until the Church Is off to see Him Lemme jam it man, not by my own works But
night it was a dream This morning a fantasy Back when the only fan I had was a fiend Meet me by the Acura cause the cops like To get help from
Brothers and sisters! We gonna have Church tonight! And tonight this speaker is, Reverend Ruffus Jackson [Chorus] I wake up praising, God
But this my call by the false Prophet, all Prophet Harlem hustle, I can't at all knock it But you hard when you go in the Lords pocket What you
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