Lyrics:
lord, please pardon us and don't be angry with us.
The king has commanded that we take you back to them in chains those where the orders.
Do you know why
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City
[Cam'Ron]
Yo, there's a war going on outside no man is safe from
It don't matter if you three feet
by hatred
Welcome to the faketrix
Where you get pissed on intellectually shitted on
Rug pulled because people don't run it back
On a fronted sack You
Buy shii in Naira by swapping the dollar
My crypto be rising I’m getting more dollars
Hello Hello
You’re Welcome to fucking Nigeria
We spending
The lord know I'm guilty
I'm conversating with angel and demons(I am)
Dey say that they love But I don't believe'em
I smile all the time But inside I be
"well done", we're all his daughters and sons
Let's make the world much better
Just come as you are
Everybody's welcome to come
There's room for
every breath I take
I know I’m filled with sin
Please don’t hide your face
Lord, I need you so I’m cryin' out in Jesus' name
Take this sin, renew my faith
a hoe, then I don't know her name, aye
I got some niggas that gon' ride to the end
Forgive me Lord, I repent all my sins
Hate it or love it we winning
Welcome to Rap City, it's your boy Big Tigger and I'm
Happy to introduce my guest, Mr. Busta Rhymes
It's Busta Bus, you know the god you trust,
hard to believe
That I could be delivered by falling on one knee
You said don't worry
Put your trust in me
Cry out the name Jesus
Just watch and see
We
don't wanna fight why they force me
Welcome but lord help them in these final days
We know it ain't right yet they Bomb bays Bombay's
Who gave them
my days but you show mercy
My Lord cuz here I stand
It doesn't matter what the world throws me
My Lord I pray you keep your eyes on me
My Lord cuz here
we don't know who they are?
They can be you, they could be me, they could be queens and Gods
Some say that we're slaves, an alien race created us all
the freaks (let's go)
You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk
The way that we talk, cocky, the state of New York (that's right)
Hot now top down
slave
Get fucked, do a dance while the rap got it's XA
I've been raising hell for some decades Back then we ain't argue online
Got a problem, we don
, look where you are
You're welcome, come get your football star
You're welcome
You've joined the pros!
Once we squeeze you
You'll stay
The bible makes it clear that your soul has a price.
It's time to take up your cross and get a hold of your life.
We walk by faith, it's got me taking mad
the king
Greatest story ever told
He the only one you need
So don't ever let em go
"I ain't gon never let em go"
Yes Lord
Yes Lord
From the gutta to tha
The orator spoke it's wisdom
I see the contradictions
It makes so much sense it don't
Why are you so gullible
All the people are expendable
Death is
makes it clap
I can relate to doing dishes
We should take a nap
Tired like Michelin of your
Wrists when they're glistening
We don't want no yacht to float
a funky party so you need to be open
Givin' up all I need so I don't need to be hopin'
And even if we're dealin' with that time of the month
It's
[Ludacris]
Oh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we
Ooh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we travel to this
of ages
Welcome home from the dust of time
We don't know if we'll leave some traces
The world that we've known disappears
In the dust of time
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