Lyrics:
say goodbye to that old life.
Look, so now we shifting up the atmosphere
Let's set a fire for revival our dad is here
Anyone bound up in darkness by
Aye what they mane want mane
Mane they want dat W.O.R.K mane
Aight fasho look out for tha devil
God Rule's feel me
Fasho Big blessings over here
Adventure seeker on an empty street
Just an alley creeper, light on his feet
A young fighter screaming, with no time for doubt
With the pain
doubtin' me and I get overlooked
Feel like I gotta make up for all of the things I took
But Jesus always loved me, even when I wasn't good
No one will come
the drama
Havoc I gotta have it steady blastin' at Prodigy
Mobb 6 feet deep you try to blast me till death
And I suppose you got the dopest moves like
the drama
Havoc I gotta have it steady blastin' at Prodigy
Mobb 6 feet deep you try to blast me till death
And I suppose you got the dopest moves like
rapping in braille
Tear open the veil, TorchLife is coming and we shaking up hell
Saved by the blood Im the bill of sale, death couldn't keep him
I'm
Well I have been in here for two or three days and they
won't let me out! No. They've left me stuck in this here studio and what can I do but mumble
But I'm a take it step by step
Just do your do your best
Put your own will to the test
Go to Jesus for that rest
Guaranteed that He gonna bless
They
Got the squad with me and all they did was gimme love
Foot Locker, twenty deep, a nigga spend a dub
G-Wagen for my bitch, that girl go live it up
Jesus come stay by my side
Take me from this burning fire
Sometimes I cry at Your feet
Wishing I was made fo steel
You can make all thing new
You move in
the Jell-O for Bill Cosby
They all just mortals in combat
With a God I cage kick him like Johnny
My flow dope like 30 damn 30 milligram Roxies
Watch me spit
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
The Mixer at all times." But Bill Jr, he was a DAAAREDEVIL, just
Like his old man. He was leaning out saying "Hey everybody,
Look at me! Look at me!" Pow!
When everything is wrong, it look like it'll fall
I'm on the job, feet first with direction and all
I like coca and then gotta come home and stroke her
Jesus piece up on my neck it's golden
Bitch it's jiggy season
I just dipped my feet in
This my thesis
I kill off that weak shit
Jesus piece up on my
the whole woman together by coming to
terms with her abusive past,
she strives to save her son,
Black Jesus, from the temptations of the streets.
Piece
through
No one is by themselves
There's always some one here for you
Keep your head up high
No more tears in your eyes
When things get hard
Just look
on feet
White and they pearly like teeth
Walking on water I keep em' so clean
I match em with absolute tees (They staring at me)
Look
My feets are clean
what you love by where you put your energy
What’s your identity apart from white supremacy
Do you love yourself or do you envy of your enemy
Let me
the cameras don't get aired here
They can't see you
Wave your title to this tidal wave, we do
And you don't appear to be a peer to me, for real
You should kneel
your life
Can't you see that all he says are true
He's forever bound by his word of truth
Trust in Jesus, behold the one Who sacrificed all because
So if a nigga kill me, hope he mean it
I just hope I die for a reason
They probably won't miss me 'til they need me
Have problems with admittin'
Origami make some paper, yea
My divine lines are Uncharted
For those who pray for me
I ain't hearing Drake so there's Nathan that you could say to me
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