Lyrics:
know that Christ Is
My help
I'm fighting
Trying to survive this midlife crisis
God help
I can do all things through Christ
So Jesus why isn't my life
flyers that say get inside her
A roll of quarters later it rubs the lotion on it's skin like moisturizer
It's a crisis when my vocals pass through mix
tackle beats, who after me?
Okay, I'm crazier than y'all for 'bout as far as I can see (uh)
You seem to be a fraud who didn't get it out the streets
accept me for who I am
Just understand maybe I can find a place
Where it's okay
Chante's profile is not marked private
Just by her pics you can
See why
God knows why why why why why
Oh, they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
Throw me the finger in the air, let me see where you're at
And say hey,
often told that your home is where your heart is
That sayings old, my home departed
That’s why I’m guarded and it’s why I haven’t started
To focus on my
the correct armor
Embracin' meekness, walk by faith, you can't see this
It's more than what you believe in
I'm talkin' bout imitatin' Jesus
When that dark storm
gone
Tearing down the 'jects creating plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God
understanding the reason that lead me to be who I am
Tears shed as I type this
Looking in the eyes turned lifeless
Once upon a time turned crisis
Tell me that
to work it's way up under the sheets.
Jesus! Even the sun's on heat today;
The whole city getting stiff in the building heat.
I just want to make
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
America's wing
Nuts hang, knockin' down sky scrapers
Take a piss, make it rain, I'm the American dream
Make it rain I ain't Pacman Jones
Nigga, balls
dream, travellin' up the stream (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Plug wonder, wonder why you're lonely tonight
We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by
these caps off in these bitches
So why you want to mess with this
So why you want to take off this piece
Fool I'm bad to the bone, jone, chrome tech
seven zero days
To hear rumblings about this dude
First time y'all were together heard through a Venmo request
Trace the steps, figured out It'd been
the full thing just saying where do I sign
People die before the age of 18
Playing the challenge is my cup of tea
Slave and in prison in their own minds
Why
dream, travellin' up the stream (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Plug wonder, wonder why you're lonely tonight
We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by
like I talk Tai
Mix it with Spanish lingo
Seguimos El Messias Christo
By His Blood we're hechos iqual
"Let my people go": the sequel
Mi problems? All
pour
Niggas like, "Ruck, Fuck you rhyming to this beat for?"
Listen, life is like a muthafuckin' seesaw
One minute you hot, the next, "Yo, where's
gone
Tearing down the 'jects creating plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God
and that's all they will ever show
So the ones in the West will never move east and feel they could be at home
Get tricked by the Beast but where them gon'
feelings
I'm feeling as distant as Mount Olympus
FYI that's why I disappear when a song is done by I
Cuz when I write I wanna cry
I wanna fight
Yea boy, rap
Now everybody be the nicest but Jesus Christ this
It's a crisis, I kill em dead with my devices
My advice is you better learn a trade
Before you kick
Seven! (Where the fuck is the weed?)
Seven, you got the weed?
Yo, is the weed here? Seven
Anchor, I want you to "beat Seven down"
Yeah, no problem
Discuss these who where why 7 crisis mix by jesus jones Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In