Lyrics:
keep your heart, Three Stacks
Keep your heart
Man, these girls is smart, Three Stacks
These girls is smart
Play your part, play your part"
(Sweet Jones
Wall, with the wood out my grill
I can do a girl wrong, and she goin' be by me still
I can get caught cheating on my feet, maybe she will
Never leave,
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
ain't buyin somethin then it ain't enough
And this ain't what it supposed to be (Yeah)
Baby you too close to me (Yeah)
I believe in destiny (Ooh)
But this
you said don't make me feel bad
Cause I can't miss a friend that I never had
(I've got) I've got Jesus and that's enough (that's enough) that's
Jesus! it's all about YOU, Lord
Jesus! LORD, fill me up
Jesus! I can't get enough
Jesus! not of YOU Lord
If I take Jesus out, homey here's what you get
ain't beatin'
Never beaten by you
It's DVD
Jennifer O'Connor:
What do you hope for?
What do you feel?
Is this a nightmare?
Or is this real?
you rappers - (really though)
I wish I never heard of you rappers -
(really though)
Shit's whack man you need more practice -
(really though) so go
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He’s just nice, he just slice like a ginsu
Look at the life that I been through
We the last real niggas alive
That’s
the river on the way to the sea
If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it
me out
You would cross an ocean so, I
wouldn't drown
You've never been closer than
You are right now
CHORUS 1
You are Jireh, You are enough
Jireh, You
out
Hidden by the barricades of my reflection
I wish I could've done more, in the right direction
Black Jesus did the beat
They love it when you down
and thats just in the car
Borderline genius
Scientists swear by me
Imagine Einstein in Carmen Jones' body
Gave you auditions, they say I'm a gymnast in
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
Well, all the mean things you said don't make me feel bad
I can't miss a friend Lord, that I never had
I've got Jesus, Jesus and that's enough
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine
Two shots for me and fucking Jesus himself
Who the fuck signed the petition giving Jesus the belt?
Tie it
enough
Aye I'm the king of grit boy that's really rough
Aye on my poker 'ting never lose a bluff
Aye I'ma buy a swing private park and stuff
Aye I been in
Rad
Sixteen Jones
Back from the Airport weee funk is here
Bang on a drum
With a thumb
It's enough
If you don't know how
Just to cool off
Fevered brow
finish at my grave
His love is like the mighty ocean
His love for me will never stop
Oh, His arms are strong enough to carry me
Through it all, by
Praise Him, praise Him.
Praise Him, praise Him.
Praise Him, He's the king of kings.
I have never seen the image of a bald head Jesus yet.
I
me
Navy, downloaded by the tidals like Jay-Z
That's a roll offshore like an A.P
Davy, Jones' locker on top of those hoppers off the side of the ship
care of business
Jesus in Vegas
I'll pull your goddamned tongue right out by the roots
Jesus in Vegas, taking care of business
Jesus in Vegas
I'll
prayers
Someone who's there (Who's there)
The Lord, Jesus Christ, himself
When I'm with you baby i go out of my head
And I just can't get enough
And I
said don't make me feel bad
Cause I can't miss a friend that I never had
(I've got) I've got Jesus and that's enough (that's enough) that's enough
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