Lyrics:
of faith
I'm confused, isn't that obvious?
As obvious as we are clearly Christians
But rap ain't our ministry nor our calling
Whoa, we got the same
Call
daddy, don't stroke me
Call me the common one.
I said, oh, common one, my illuminated one.
Oh my high in the art of sufferin' one.
Take a walk with me
Where I'm from?
From the home of the jazz and the arts and the culture
Where the black people smile
Where I'm from? Where I'm from?
Where I'm from?
of course
I want to know Nicki's
Thoughts on this i was awake
There in the DeKalb
And I had questions she was
Asleep, which was fine
I suppose, because she
Check my melody out
Yeah I like that shit
Scovery D
I need you to take me way back
I need niggas to know that Hip Hop is a culture
I spit that fire
I've been thinking how does rapping fit in my life?
How do I balance my kids, ministry and my wife?
And still have time for the studio and mic?
Maybe
God say let's go
I don't count poverty
Residence in the ghetto
More like letting the culture
Be your Geppetto
We're free to be set apart
And not blended
can travel. Sometimes scary, sometimes dreamy, immersing you into Claudio Milano's "Nichelodeon" world of art.”
“Exceptions! Exceptions
life
I swea boi
This shit... I'll forever value this experience
Value it!
To be exposed to this fine art
Fine art!
To this culture
Culture!
Definitely in
God is going to rupture the church from the inside out to get us ready; to be dressed in fine linen and filled with the thoughts of Zion, The City
culture
You know, into to our environment of the martial arts
We, you know, our pain, our suffering as a people
It's all in here, you see
So that's why
Got to Do with It
Whats love got to do, got to do with it
We' turning tables
We turn over your dumbshit very quick
Turntablism is the art
Got to Do with It
Whats love got to do, got to do with it
We' turning tables
We turn over your dumbshit very quick
Turntablism is the art
go even crazier
A decade in the game and I'm still mad that they done bastardized
The culture for distracted minds
Attempt, I guess to maximize
brass an outcast from the mass is the glass half full or half empty my ministry Increase the literacy prepare like culinary the art of rhyming is fine
still have the worst mum of aa-ih
We're still friends
We are bro's
We are the same
We are the same
We are culture
We are community
Community
Art
Music
Divine
cll that you do is Beautiful
You're a work of art and you should know
Woman you're fine, Girl you're Divine
cll that you do is Beautiful
c work
words from my nigga
On the pavement, born killers, body shivers
Drug money, dollar figures
Hustlers moving out of rentals, art of war is mental
Having
nigga
On the pavement, born killers, body shivers
Drug money, dollar figures
Hustlers moving out of rentals, art of war is mental
Having sushi down in
and been multiplying the dough
I'm like fine wine I'm gettin better with age
And my jaw line is lookin better with age
I think clearer after I been laid
My
a top gun
We gone take flight hope the stairs fine
These are Star bars call em air lines
Tell em shape up those are hair lines
Money sex and death those
to any city on a trip to Copenhagen
Now at third if I remember, connecting with the culture
Exploring in the way I got to know ya
At home now we trusting
rights
"L'histoire n'est rien mais comme une image de crime...
Image de crime et de malheur"
The culture's gained new breath
Fine art's become a lewd
me
I gave them my heart
You've stole my culture, now imitate my art
Someone's lurking in a tree
Will I see you or you'll see me
The white man celebrate
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