Lyrics:
of You God
I want more of You God
To live is Christ, to die is gain
Fear the lies, but I got the strength
Come to the altar and pray to the King
South (uh, uh)
So if you're filthy stacked up, better watch your back and duck
'Cause these fiends, they got it cracked up
Now my man from up North,
you calling
Hit it right in the morning
Got her all night moaning
We can whip in the foreign yea
Got her high I'm Soaring
What she want I'm on it
What
You ever seen someone who roll with Mayweather, rhyme like Ricky Hatton
Smash whatever you throw, 1000 is what I'm battin'
Got a few hooks but no
was he thinkin on my corner
When it's pay me time
Dug em you owe me cousin
Somethin told me plug him
So dumb, felt my leg burn, then it got numb
Spun
Joe "Crazy," the baby they called "Kid Blast"
Some say they lived off gambling and runnin' numbers too
It always seemed they got caught between
a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in
Somebody lied huh
But it made me stronger
See the world different you lie to me
Don't say you love me planning on leave on me
My heart been broken by
you want
See a leader leading leaders by the mass
You like fucking the same old chicks
But I get the new ones ain't been touched yet
First go in
Get em
'bout it where you from, then it ain't no different down here, listen
Oh my, God, I can't believe my eyes
Wake up everybody you know (we all got away
restless
To find my love yes I fought
I found it, who would have thought
Of course I'm going in raw
You and me to the end til' we drop
But whats got me
do me so wrong, its hard to stay righteous
Pimpin' was allowed to happen I'll hide it
Believe me lord I want you, got money and fame but still it
rewind dirty wind whatever
You want corny shit I'm up for it
Jimmy Jatt on the wheels of steel
Neato C on some master and some fancy heels
Unilag universe
whatever you do boy glad that you got it done
Now that it's cold outside
I just wanna have a bae
Now that it's cold outside
I just wanna have a bae
Now that
The swordsmith, I'm clever
My head severs
I'm a God
Sorry God
But God did not
Bless your endeavors
You the Hare but you not a head a
Chicago Red'er
Duane Reade
My
"Let me tell you something, Mark
Don't worry about it, she's always had a mouth on her"
I said, "I know, but she's your sister, I've got her back
You
it trill
You stay down there with me, you gon' get what's due to you
Whatever you need daddy got you, holla at ya kinfolk
Holla at me any time you
but can't see it it's a blessing in disguise,
cnd by saying that just because it's hard to try and find success,
It's sitting everywhere in front of you
drive you crazy
It could drive you crazy
It could drive you crazy
So I'm told I've got friends in high places
- my manager wants them to sell my Tees -
of moments let him and her push up on it
But don't judge me. Look, I'm just trying to do me
Don't you see, I want to have my fun while I am young
I want
I keep the pistol on me tucked
But if you want it you can get it
So knuck if you buck
Your bitch wanna ride with me
On that promethazine
We talking
a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in
ever went corporate
The first day that my first single dropped
With a verse, I was God puttin' rappers in they coffins
It's awkward how I phonetically
Mud-blood
From roles in Mud-blood from
Roles in Mud-blood
Every seizure hit's me like the
L between it's crushed thumbs
Chicago likes me better as a maniac
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