Lyrics:
everything you need
You don't need to believe in hereafter
Just believe in me
'Cause Jesus He knows me and He knows I'm right
I've been talking to Jesus
[Deep voice]
We gon' screw dat
[Chorus 2X: Mike Jones]
Bring your music down to H-Town (we gon' screw that)
You better tell ya girl cause this
Jesus, come into my heart. Make me new again
I repent of all of my sins, the sins I know of. The sins I don't
Wash me in Your blood and make me new again
He's got a tunnel vision with no cap and gown
Me and Jeremy took it over million
This is for my jit, I put in a college fund
I'ma get that jit more
face so you don't notice me
Black Jesus, rockin' black cheeses
Nikki Bonadon, grown scorpion
Travel on, trying to go platinum, in Brook-lawn!
could play my Dreamcast
And my Xbox, I got stubborn rims
They keep going, even when I say stop (man)
Mike Jones in your ear, they gave me MVP
And this
in touch with Jesus
He saved my life, hallelujah He saved my life, ayo
I can’t describe everything I feel this current moment
This instrumental’s so
Smith-Jones
Formed what would later become one of the highest grossing international touring acts in history
At 6 AM, o6 was fun
Singing Britney songs all
Um'sup, cock fucking face niggas?
It's your boy Ace, man um
I'm in fucking Sacramento right now and shit
Mom just moved
I've got nothing better to do
be my Mrs. Jones
Won't you leave me in this state of mind, there's nothing left to gain
I won't go back to all the mint juleps to smother all that pain
and fly high
Bo! Bo! and fly high like Bo! Bo!
So on this road to success, I grew up in the boat o'y'all
Gettin closed by the jets
I learned my code
by him
In the name of Jesus
There would be never be a time that I have to fight the devil and I cannot win
In the name of Jesus
I lose all strong
) To my face (to my face)
Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place
Didn't your bosses ever tell you
Niggas you could be replaced
To the fans yous a disgrace
right with the light
No more with the dark
Blessings in twos like Noah's ark
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Please make 'em all believers
But if they don't we
The Bigger Picture
We Live In The Bigger Picture
Ya Niggaz Is Really Wit Ya OHHH!
It's Da All New Thrilla In Manilla Foreala
(Killa, We Ready For This Man,
I was sleeping in my bed one night
Face up resting in the still of the night
Nobody else was home I was only by myself
I lost my breath till I came
flop me
Must’ve got my name wrong like Not 3s
No DJ, no label, I do it all on my own
Fuck out my face, I ran the race, this is my place, don’t step to my
neck
Or maybe put a price on your head
So it's all downhill from here with no sled
They say that we all need Jesus
Laugh in their face but I think I
(skrrt)
The Audi go by, yeah (what?)
Me and T-Jones gettin' high (we do)
All these bitches want a bite
I don't know why (a what?)
Uh, wait, I took your lil'
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)
How'd I rise to be me?
How'd I rise to be me?
How'd I rise to be me?
How'd I rise to be me?
Tried to dive in with my heart
Observe everyone
All of this
on my Jack Jones
Take everything but that soul
At least you're still alive
I'm evil in disguise
This guy's like black Coke coca-Coca
Yeah i'm liking fat
the face of Jesus Christ, the finest
God who said, let light shine out of darkness
Has shone in our hearts to give the brightness
Of the knowledge
Sheck Jesus (Jesus, bitch)
Yeah
These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (hell no)
I just been so hot that I've been movin' lowkey
Put Prius in my blunt,
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