Lyrics:
look above the earth
Rang out the angel chorus
That hailed our Savior's birth
Let me tell you now
Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills
on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain
That Jesus Christ is born
Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Top ten MC, tell me I'm not
I am that so you can't tell me I'm not
Yeah, I met the devil like hell was a lot
I'm still here today, don't tell me I'm
when a nigga tell you that I'm taking drugs (The dru- ugs)
How you gonna try and tell me stop it but you never gave a fuck?
And there's hella other
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
school kicks that my pops shoulda bought me (remember that?)
Raised by the block as a shorty, so tell me how could you fault me (tell me how)
When these
night and day;
I seek the Lord to help me,
And He shows me the way:
Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It
you want it to slip
But slippin' is somethin' I don't do
Tippin' for life that's like makin' it rain
Every month on schedule
Let me tell you, get your
much your paint cost? Look like it just got rained on
Tell me this when you stop do your rims stop or they keep goin'
Your Nissan, your Neon, your old
dropping grease innis bitch get a fry
Ion take no advice they be telling me lies
I ain made Billboard yet but I'm built for it bitch
You can tell by the look
/Niggaz claim Dey ran it up but Dey trap house don't exist /
You think u coca leaf well where da yay den /you think u street as me I tell ‘em weigh in
still think about at night
When you're stuck up on them rocks
You can't get over them hills
Tell me I'm the one that's here for you when you fell
Tell me
skills
That's a gift, it's real
Get ill, what you spit
Got the power to uplift a hill
I wish I could talk to Lauryn
I mean, excuse me Ms. Hill
a contact if you stand by me to closely Champagne and rollies
Mothafuck the police
Every time I came through I was smoking on the whole thing
And never doubt
and then tell it, "Sorry."
Cause if I don't
Man, that shit's killing me
Empathetic to a fault
But I don't give a fuck it's not my fault
My whole life been
gettin' cash with it
Pretty face, slim waste, fat ass with it.
[CHORUS-Repeats]
(Trick Daddy) VERSE3: See I can tell by yo' smile
Girl you got yo' freak
on me
Forget a gang, when we together we're the best army
Please, can't breathe, officer don't shoot
Tell the police "bitch, stop killing us
Back the fuck
niggas not close to me
I can't tell what you're supposed to be
I spin on the block and I kill all the opps
Now them niggas is ghosts to me
two minutes
showed me the way
Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain
That Jesus Christ is born
He made me
to Num, Dru and me
She screw me and do me like V.V.D.
A hoochie
Poppin' that coochie like an O.G. off the VSOP
And you know we had to work that fat ass
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but the break of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original, teacher of this type
again
Yes, and not only that, Rob, God will forgive you for your sins
Can you tell me what to do?
Well first you gotta believe the truth
do something Nigga
Talk to me
Talk to me
I tell them do something Nigga
Talk to me nice
Talking to the GOAT
Huh
I say do something Nigga
Talk to me
to climb up nine hills
In seven short days sing a hymn for my soul
Tell me about it
Sing a hymn for my soul
Sing a hymn for my soul
Stand by me as I grow
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