Lyrics:
by your call
Who, filled with faith and Spirit
Proclaimed your word with Paul
Give us your grace, Oh Savior
That we become the same
Companions in your
a while now
I been hanging with my boys Paul Luke and James
I been on it cause
Steady sinning but I'm steady forgiven
Can you see it in the way that I'm
to the king
Evil them plot up that still is controlling
Lie them never trust in Jah love amazing
Fire ever blazing!
[Bride 2: Sean Paul]
Yo keep moving
Laptops made by dell, when the tv's fell
In this game..either you buy or you sell
Let's make a deal I keep it real, it ain't no cheatin' my scale
At the end
that nylon string
Asked me to play him something
So I tried my hand at blues run the game
I barely made it through it
Then he had to go back to his
But enough is enough
You don't have to suck it all up
So life can be tough
Punch that witch in the gut
Put that witch in the bag, put the bag in
that old simon game
I figured out why men try us 'cause we o-d on rims and thin tires
For that we Len Bias
All it takes a punch he ain't brave he
get it I do this shit with my all
After I take it from peter know I ain't fucking with paul
Came from the bottom of bottoms where niggas topping
like Paul Simon
To fighting with fools for mispronouncing my name
To making my own niche in this rap game
To thinking that this is something that's never
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'
always kept it real nigga I been therlbread
Y’all niggas gone do whatever Simon Says
If he act out of line I’ma put one in his head
These niggas gone run
What it do? Oh Imma tell you what it do
That's for shit sure Imma let you know what it do
Paul Wall H-town
Peep the technique, don't speak unless
the woo, mountain for God, ain't no question
I brought the loaves and the fishes, He multiplied it all
And two thousand ate, yeah, that's miracles in
[Intro: DJ Paul]
yea-yea Chuch ya'khamsayn
Once again it's on baby, y'all know what time it is
I know it'sa shame ya'khamsayn,
You gatta actually
to heaven
This is what I’ll hear
Beatles, Joni, Zeppelin
And Paul Simon in my ear
Of course I’ll need my Billy Joel
Prince’s funk and Stevie’s soul
The Good
my rights"
Man it hot tonight, look out with my ice
Fifteen in the game, baby girl, I got stripes (man)
Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll
some Scrabble on Sunday?
Why don't we all go to the beach next weekend?
Bob, we're having people in Bobby...
Saturday night...
Bobby
Bobby
for the cross or my thick cuban
In a town in the south/ in the spot for a pound and a couch/ or four thou
on an ounce
All it takes is a quarter a brick/
there I go grabbing the belt
Pompeii artists left is their ashes, they stuck in a casket, they all by themselves
Tryna say I been stuck in a bracket, I’m
of you bitches go runnin' y'all mouth
Talkin' about, we ain't really keepin' it South
I put the gun in yo mouth,
And blow ya motherfuckin' brains out
Fuck
you LEAVE!
Hit you until you.
[Verse Two: Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah yeah, I see pain but why
is it these street games is all leadin into the same violences?
questioning the pen I swear I got the Midas
Claim they got the game in knots but I think mine's the tightest
Got the stu on fire, you would think we starting
it, but it
Looks like he clearly let it
Go before the buzzer, and the Celtics
Will take a 3-0 lead in
This best of 7 series
Big play by Paul Pierce
(How?)
I can get you knocked down by
A nigga want a nickel (uh)
Hail Mary (woo)
Make it look like Halloween up in February
(woah)
Birds in the trap singin'
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