Lyrics:
Standing alone by the edge of a river
He's traded his life for a glass full of tears
The bargain was quick for one's life is less dearer
When
someone to believe in
So in God's Son we trust
'Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want
They looking for a (hero)
I guess that makes me
Silhouette be drawn in chalk by the next morning
Laughing coffin
When u go meet god just tell him I be coming for his throat no being above me
Bepop
of The Great Stones
What's hip hop without lyrics
Like God without His Word
You can't separate the Two
Its inevitably absurd
I'm not saying that
God and hip
cleared my throat got in a b-boy stance
and I ran through a rhyme that made him piss in his pants
With tears in his eyes, he grabbed me by the hand
(Spoken Intro: Speaking of legends and tale tales, there's a big 'un going around 'bout the guy that writes a few songs and grabs his guitar
life
But everything is slo-mo
Repent and be baptize in the
Name of your Savior
You're saved by your faith
It's not the water that saves you
It's the act
put this on blast
I know this song gonna put me on the map
Late night rapping staying up in the trap
Doing circles around you while you count my laps
you wrong
Sing a song and maybe you can be clean again
It's a clean slate, I wipe the
Plate clean when I eat that, yeah
Everybody, make me all sad,
I'm not gonna lie
All them "You weren't there" likkle cheap shots
Like, come on man, that's not no kinda level
You know in this life it's not
Stop that is even an understatеment
He's the grеatest card to ever step
His foot on the pavement
He turns your Xbox into more
Than shit in your basement
And more deep dark shadowlands where desperate faith is all I have
Until I'm home, I'm resting all my hope and trust
In the only One whose name is: God
a shadow
Overlooked by my heroes Ever since an adolescent
Trynna make a good impression By the life that I’m reppin' now
I see him in the club in the cut wit
and
I stir the pot
We all gon eat
When we stacking the stocks
And I won't let it flop
It's just gon climb
Cause I know God got my back
And it's by His
good nigga's never last?
Some get addicted to the fast route
The hand in hand, you know that cash route
I pray to God that we see better days
I
to wait
All this thin ice had to learn to skate
Got the blueprint had to learn my place
God covered me I almost saw his face
But we're in his image
shoot out the sprinter
When we dumping his body, that shit in the river
Damn
Go find him
Bad bitch with me yeah she bout to go line em
Bitch, I'm holding
a nigga gotta thank God for this
Hop on the beat like a kangaroo
Looking so fly like a parashoot
Ice age how we keepin' it cool in the stu
We'll be mixing
has for you, blueprint
We are God's masterpiece, marked by his fingerprint
Satan wants to devour But God gave me some power
And Christ came in and took
mix masala he smile during a conflict
His lectures are explicit result in you being elicit
His spit is dangerous destroys you faster than acid
When am
back/
for the third act//
Word is bond I Ratatatted that ass battered the bootie caramel complected hood rattatouille/
The type when you drive by make you
with God what I say isn't cut, and satan gon' want me
Trust me when I say he can't get me, I'm locked in His image like my name was Deddy
When that day
no real helping hand when handling pain
If God made man in his image, I'ma create
I'ma be great, mi casa, su casa, Cassius Clay
Rumble in
When you see me on ya block, call the police
Let them motherfuckers know here come the beast
Oh, in the late night hour
Straight out
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