Lyrics:
of money in a save box)
We flying so high kamar tsuntsu
(We flying so high like birds)
Abun ya shiga jiki ya yi katutu
(It's in our blood, it has become our
Preach the Gospel if they bless or they curse
By the power vested in me, I will preach
In this hour there's a desperate need
By the power vested in me
mind online
Tear the Matrix to pieces
Dark and twisted, be my thesis
See, it's written in blood
They say that life is like my penis
Sometimes down
heaven
Prosperity gospel is false teaching and it is blasphemous
It originated in the US where capitalism has its own advantage
Where upward mobility is
I ain't ashamed
To be preaching
This Gospel
Even if folks
Are not cool
I'll still proclaim it
Like Paul do
I ain't ashamed
Ain't no other name
Under
path but every man weeps ill never sign my
Name in blood and yeah you heard it first from me
They say every mans defined by his actions a pictures
the ground, while you're rotting in hell
It appears that we had been mistaken
From under the shroud we've come to play again
The night is dark and full
Yow yow
Can you smell that
Yow
Yow
Positive Rapper
It smells' like a party in Here
Alright
Clap your hands shake your body in here
All night
Gospel
a thing we connected to the vine
If the devil wants to run up I tell him its fine
Really covered in the blood I'm not six nine
The battle ain't ours but we
effort
To produce a beautiful display
Yet still it's the white that stands out
With the black in the backdrop
So it's safe to say this nation is full
The smooth villain under fire
Cause I'm pennin the words that move millions
Slide right in front of your eyes true brilliance
It's a new bad moon on the rise,
I'll arrive by morning
Money long like the arms on Alonzo Mourning
Vampire chicks suck blood
Dusk to dawnin'
Waitin' to catch me sleep
But I'm not
I'm a murk half hurt leave the cop dogs huntin
The pretty black one in the group
The smooth villain under fire
Cause I'm pennin the words that move
SCEPTRE
YIEE
YEAHH
OK
Let's go
Let's get it
Hommie tell me who you repping?
Hommie tell me who you serving?
If it isn't bout the God up there,
You
therefore, gracious Lord, so to eat the flesh of thy dear Son Jesus Christ, and to drink his blood, that our sinful bodies may be made clean by his body,
Swift to call you a traitor
'Cause you're swift to love Taylor
Now we got bad blood with our neighbor
Who's wrong, who's right
Every Sunday we're
The Word and it fit me like fits
And if I get hungry then it feed me like fish
Yea I eat with my Savior He share me His dish
Got connected through blood not
in God, the Father Almighty,
Creator of heaven and earth,
And in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord,
Who was conceived by the Holy Spirit,
Born
Stormzy done said it blood you getting too big for the booth
However, if you man are sinning together you men are in Cahoots
See the gospel, we're bringing
mattress
Word to that sister actress
Nevada gets it crackin'
It's hot and J got a jacket
We'll peddle back if you askin' if love's a long practice
Full
out, but nah they ain't gon' count me out
I got a backpack full of tracks plus I keep a Johnny Mac so we can pound it out
Plus I'm bumpin these JESUS
Non-fat non-gat non-killa rap, 100% christ da blood spilla rap
Ya'll feelin that, rap wrapped up with the gospel, ay trip dawg run it back
Ya'll feelin
Don't get confused baby
[Repeat: x4]
Don't get confused
The gospel got me so good, I call it super straight
Was lame till He came, I know
of cursin' and bitterness to sit with the rich
It be the poison of an asp that be under her lips
She ran through my Blood-line and even slept with a Crip
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