Lyrics:
Fanny & chorus
When you're down and out
Lift up your head and shout
There's gonna be a great day
Angels in the sky
Promise that be by and by
His friend it's his dream battle to me
Battle rap is street shit and you
Not make it up out one
So whether I'm standin' in front of the
Body or on top
your love and your grace
And how you've won many battles for me
So with lifted hands I'll say
You are great and mighty (Yes you are lord you are you
I need some oxygen
Just breathe
They got they foot on my neck
They wanna choke me out cause I'm selling cigarettes
You know, they wanna Freddie Gray
the Word
Now I keep it on me like a concealed
Bruised by the heel so the boy could get healed, huh
Great
Hold up wait
For my good
It's gon work out
Great
Still tryna slang his weed
Love thy neighbor
I keep one inside the chamber
Reflect, like Demarco's beats
Peace
(I don't want to tell you about where I
million)
Listen, Spud, we got three million in the can, here
We'll look after him, I'll send the bird to his mother
Come on, let's just get out of this
sheep we are inslaved
Need all the weak see we are the greats
Evolve and teach keep greed out the way
Eat off the plate piece off the cake
Feed off
be the best version of me
Mama don't you see
Honestly, this been my dream since 17
I'm Martin Luther King
With a global reach
But you can't kill
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
at the greats
But I shoot back, the Lord ain't designed me for hate
I've never understood Martin Luther with the speech
With the whole World watching me, turn
as you walk on by
That great temptations never really die
Well I talked to my famous friend last night
My third day up well, his second nighter
He
Extend your clips, fit the muzzle with the beam
For the love of cream, it's nothin' but routine
Swing on the judge, take a couple for the team
He's
We need a speech that'll bring Martin's Dream Back
It's World peace versus racism bean bags
Every color every creed screaming out for what we need
Lift Him up all people lift Him up all people oh oh oh
For His love to us is great
His faithfulness forever
He has kept us by His mercy
We're surrounded
parts with his parts out, and
Then he just laid his shit down
And it was great by then went to
'Ye house, played it for him, he
Was like, 'cool' wayne
farting. Try run off chop em down like Martin. Nigga ima marksmen wit my target.
Told dat bitch to check my heart beat. Cause love don’t live here. I done
with me
and drifts through the darkened garden
in our great overcoat
'til we are stopped by a marbled portico
that stares at us like a map
i've
some poignant thought about
Sex and consumerism?
Nope "My management team has a division that
Has a guy that his main focus
Is to go out there and find
and he took out
A deck of playing cards
He began to spread them out across his bunk
About that time, one of his buddies came by and said
"You gonna
on a fuckin blunts
till my minds about to blow
motherfuck the universe
because we brought you da end, hoe
[Juicy J]
first I want to grab a nigga by his
not be a victim, shooter
I am King, crown me Martin Luther
Unify folks, Larry Hoover
Survive like Bob when they came to his house shooting
Uplift our
Great when I’m lectured, but also hate when hate be our sector
How can a brotha treat his love when he still ain’t even meant her
I look around and what
in the middle
In middle of no where, no where I'd rather be
The good lord up above and his earth beneath my feet
Surrounded by folks who love me
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