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Yeah yeah
You know
Got me feeling like
Like a boss you know

Tri-band your mind open up to all networks of thought 
As with the electric horizon of my cognitive impulse 
Nothings easy as one will find 
Move forward hit rewind in slow motion you'll realise my movements refined 
Analyse the ways I magnetise mellow vibes 
Antagonise capitalise on all errors 
Half pharaoh, hold the stance of a god without despair yo 
Flows impair blokes without a care no 
Embedded within the divine etiquette of my prognostications 
Are the creations of a new era invasion I declare war 
Diamonds attack I ascend with facts as tyrants adapt 
They seek to suppress the metaphorical wrath of this track
Compact thoughts explode afloat on the efficacious water flow 
Eyes glow gleam from the heart made of gold
Sit without flaws in the stance of a king 
Rise and invigorate glide past your eyes prize the skies and precipitate

Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss fam
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss fam
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss fam
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss fam
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a

A simple wordsmith a maestro inscribing
Chiselling these feelings could prove so divisive
Debating what you need and praying for a co-signing 
Calculated to the nth degree when working on my styling but
For the love of the art it's painted how I find this
Life that we explore amidst the allure
The deep diving into the unknown as I'm writing unsure
Lord knows that my heart is so impure but I'm trying
Wanna give em all this wisdom of course they say they don't like it 
Don't wanna be no shepherd playing wolf is more my liking
Blood moon I got this sauce tapped into a source a higher power
A humble Lycan energising
The moment I am strolling through them doors
Slaying doves and placing wings upon your porch smearing signs upon your front door
Peace I wanna bring but only the strong can sing during wars
Tryna be a boss and more

Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss fam
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss fam
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss fam
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a boss fam
Got me feelin' like a boss
Got me feelin' like a

Well, I gotta get some, woah shit

Sick
Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick
Spent like 7 bands on a tri-colored pit
All my signs red like a stop, nigga no pit
Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah
In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah
Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah
All red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules

Okay first of all, I was doin' this shit 'fore I was rich
I don't care at all, I'll go do a dolphin for my clique
Fuck your conference call, pull up with a cheque and get my sig
Double D, you dig?

Go to the place then let him ride
Out 'til I'm high - Got
My name in hall of fame, CA and I'ma ride out
Eyes open 20 20, he's a white owl
No joking, money first, I'm like a tri band
Cell phone on the other side of your land
I'm programmed, either way I hold my own cam
And film
Ain't no fucking stand I bought my own land
Still never ran and never will, God damn!

Can't Explain It

LL Cool J

The DEFinition

2004

I can't explain it

[Chorus]
Can't explain it
My love when we're together
You're the greatest, nobody does it better
When you hold me
I wish that I could be your, one and only
Nobody does it better

I understand you want canaries on your hand
Masterpiece Roley, gold tri-color band
Cute wedding pictures sittin' on the nightstand
You don't want to make it happen unless it's the right man
I know you won't touch me unless you trust me
You kiss me and hug me but still won't crush me
I'm kissin' on your neck real tender
Gentle as can be, but you still won't surrender
Let me kiss your eyes
Let the smell of the incense enhance the vibe
I pull back to stare at your eyes
Sittin' there quiet like I'm hypnotized
We kiss a little more, laugh and smile
Might even share a lollipop, you know my style
Kick your Charles Davids off, relax for a while
Let's pretend that we're walkin down the aisle
I can't explain it

[Chorus]

Straight up, you beautiful b
I don't think you understand what you doin' to me
On the couch witcha legs crossed, watchin' TV
Shoe hangin' off the tip of your foot, you killin' me
uh then we kiss for real
I'm fully prepared, I'm already steel
You go to the bathroom for a second
I understand baby, I know what you checkin' (a-heh-heh)
That's when you come back and walk to me slow
That's when you change up and let it all flow
I'm kissin' on your belly ring nice and slow
I love to take my time, love to give you a show
Get the warm chocolate syrup to travel below
Use my ears like handlebars, take control
Ain't no sense in stayin' calm and playin' the role
Baby relax, let me touch your soul
I can't explain it

[Chorus]

My turn to get rocked, lifted out my socks
with sound effects and whatnot (mmm)
A little perfume above the right spot, just a touch
Never too much, I lick it like a Dutch
Two of my favorite numbers, you know what I mean
Add 'em up and they equal fifteen
You the 6 I needed you like a fix
I can see it my mind, I knew we was gon' click
I pick up the pace
You feel the stubble from my beard on your face
I look at your lips and take a taste
Switch it up I got my hands on your waist
We whylin' out, we all over the place
I'm holdin' on with a strong embrace
You holdin' on and tryin' to keep the faith
Together we blast to outer space, I can't explain it

[Chorus]

Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars
Let me set what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me

Fill my heart with song and let me sing forever more
You are all I long for all I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

I'm flying in and out of places with names you've never heard of
Avoiding blocks in jail cells with cats who wanted murder

But you can reach me on the tri band cell
The reason that I'm top of my game, I do it well

I see shorties like you before come and go quickly
What makes you think you got the right game for getting with me

So I'm a tall you girl straight we go on married today
But if I catch you doing a cross, I'm sworn to do you dirty
I'm from the gutter baby and I'm straight 7:30

I can spend the whole day listening to the radio
Any radio station playing Rock n' Roll
I don't care whether it's acid, hard or punk
Gimme Rock

When it comes to Rock I never get enough
Make it higher, louder turn the volume up
The only kind of music that I want to hear

CHORUS:
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Let that fire burn in my soul


I can see why all the girls go wild and crazy
Why does everybody think they're just plain lazy
Turn their tears to laughter watch them as they smile
Gimme Rock

I can tune the world out wearin' my headphones
Just as long as I have Rock I'm never alone
Play it from the top again, please don't let it stop

CHORUS:
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Let that fire burn in my soul

BRIDGE:
Just by turnin' the dial
I know every band in style
Love songs are fine for some
But for me Rock will always be number one


I can spend the whole day listening to the radio
Any radio station playing Rock n' Roll
I don't care whether it's acid, hard or punk
Gimme Rock

CHORUS:
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock...

You got your sundress on for game day
Just to drink beer on an old tailgate
You were born and raised to be a southern belle
But in a place like this you like to raise a little hell
You got your year-round tan
You're on the five year plan
You shake your little pom poms up in the stands

My my my little ADPI, Kappa Delta
Tri Delts you look so fine
Ooh don't know what I'm gonna do around those
Zeta's, Theta's, Chi O's and little Phi Mu's
Hey yea hey yea
My my sorority girl, my my sorority girl

You got that high school boyfriend you still think about
You know how to make him jealous when he comes into town
You drive your little love bug when you're skipping class
And your sisters get you home when you're drunk off your ass
You know how to be a lady
Yeah you're still your daddy's baby
You drive the band and the boys and the bartenders crazy

My my my little ADPI, Kappa Delta
Tri Delts you look so fine
Ooh don't know what I'm gonna do around those
Zeta's, Theta's, Chi O's and little Phi Mu's
Hey yeah hey yeah
My my sorority girl, my my sorority girl

Ooh here you come again
Walking my way
And there I go again with nothing to say

My my my little ADPI, Kappa Delta
Tri Delts you look so fine
Ooh don't know what I'm gonna do around those
Zeta's, Theta's, Chi O's and little Phi Mu's
Hey yeah hey yeah
My my sorority girl, my my sorority girl
Yeah you rock this county boy's world
My my sorority girl

Please don't raid me, I got shit inside the couch
If you get the job done correctly, I'll give you the cash amount yeah
Spent a band on that blick, I pray to God that it protect me
Spent a band on that tris, the wockhardt got me messy
My hard times got harder when you walked out and left me
Fell in love with the drugs but I wasn't ready
It's time for them to wake up, I ain't even tired
Spent a 05' civic on my brand new attire
I got all different type of drugs, I just need a buyer
I was trappin' out my mommas crib, I made her pass the lighter

Shittin on these niggas
Had to get my figures
Been had the guap I been
Ballin with my niggas
Been had the swag bitch
I always seen the vision
Ethan VS cookin dope
Up In the kitchen
My neck be shinnin
My diamonds be glistening
Fuckin with me imma teach you
A lesson
Ballin so hard like I play for the
Pistons
Don't want that hoe
Tell dat bitch keep your distance
So you gon die
If that boy keep on dissin
So you gon fall off
Cause you keep on missin
Stay on my dick
But you stay in my mentions
I got the swag
Nigga pay attention
I get so high nigga ascension
I get so fly nigga comprehend it
I put Ricky on my feet
Charging 10 for a feat
I can't do this shit for free
All this swag I done put on my jeans
Bitch I don't even know
What you mean
Bitch I stay out the way I don't mix
Blowin up and I fell in love
With the Tris
Europe with bands
So you can't beef with me
All of this Givenchy
It come from overseas
All of this Givenchy
It come from overseas
YSL huh that's
All on my jeans
YSL huh that's all on my bitch
YSL huh that's all on my shit
Gucci huh that's all on the floor
Huh huh huh I fuck on your hoe
Huh huh huh I fuck on your hoe
G wagon I pull up and go
Hahaha

Made an account in yo name and hit for twenty bands
Fuck some clout and some fame, bitch I'm a money man
You hear FN's and Drac's when we coming in
We gon empty the place, like the Taliban
Your bitch at college, she getting dicked by the D1s
Just ran out exotic, I need to hit the Bumfeet plug
If it ain't Benihana, then I ain't finna eat up
All the opps' dropping, need to clean the fucking streets up
We done fucked around and turnt em' red
Heard yo bitchass hit the feds
We gone go and send his snitch ass, to the fucking med
Y'all still ain't get back for ya fucking mans
Damn, I predicted that
We done sent a few hits, y'all ain't hitting back
We done took a few blicks, where y'all weapons at
Oh shit, he sliding right now, let me get the strap
Saw an Opp walking round begging for spare change
Smoked his ass, then fucked his bitch in the same-day
Bitch I been up ten in the eighth grade
Bullets lined his dumbass up, gave him a ten fade
He a horny bastard, go and send a whore on him
Bullets dropped his ass, we went and put the floor on him
My shooter lil boujee, so I had to put some more on him
Fuck it though, he on his ass for five bands
All the opps' in the crib, scraping up weed crumbs
I just smoked a zip of Bumfeet, I got weak lungs
I just might go put down the pole and go beat some
All the opps' borderline homeless
Took his fucking wok, thank god, I was jonesing
Told bro don't crash out, stay focused
But if I see a Opp, then you know I gotta blow it
Get you hit up in yo top, get you hit wit heavy pole sticks
And I'm shipping za, got my shit from coast to coast bitch
Had enough of the wok, told my bitch to get some mo' Tris
Ten bands all blues, you ain't never seen that
Three grams, big woods, that's the Bumfeet pack
Tryna run up in my hood, make you run so fast
Ion say a single word, but the gun gon' clap
You rollin' mids, that shit basic
Don't ask me for a hit imma face it
I'll teach you how to get rich in a vacant
My shooters run up with them sticks and they paint shit

Fuck it, i thought you were different
I pour me the Wock, and i pour me the Tris
And I keep me 2 bands when i walk in that bitch
And its crazy how niggas always talk that shit
Ain't it crazy how niggas really aint bout shit
Ya nigga a bum, he not doin' shit
Ya nigga a bum, he not doin' shit
That nigga a bum, he not doin' shit!

Saka del od mene da mi zeme
Da me nosi segde
Ali nema da se davam
Poshto nemam mnogu vreme

Moive lugje, moive lugje
Beli faci, zelen teren
Zelen sok so crven Jeger
Site ochi da sum sreden

Toa e hood pricha
Status lagano, ulagame u two seater
Praime galama, na noze cel hood ripa
Nov stres koga dvizhime so full ekipa
So full ekipa (yah)

A sega, kade I da idam
Gospodin chovek stalno
Ja kje ostanam da bidam

(Woah)

Se e chill kako klima
Nashi fuksi znachi
Ne gi stavame u vila

(Aha)

Prav pes se rotira
Zimam malku viski
I go mesham so tekila

(Mhm)

Cel den glumi fina
Diva pozitivna
Posle tri u pozadina

Iam bands sine
Za bez pari nudi lap dance sine
Edna plava, druga kafeava i so temen tan sine
Dvete lap dance sine

Bez stres sine
Znam deka te fakja malku bed sine
Bez stres sine, samo bez stres sine
Ona u djakuzi nudi lap dance sine

Skokaj, skokaj, cel den do kraj
Trap pun dim, ex 5 ti pushtaj
Kam na nas, X5, chill, kruzaj
Plav kaj vas, ochi ne gledam, duvaj

(Yeah) Vozam tolku fast life
Ne znam kolku mozham
Tolku kje me saka
Ali nema da se lozham

Fish pravi glitch
Ali nema da se kocham
Da, vadam tri stacks
Odma fakja ljubomora

Ali ide
Nikoj ne mi kazha deka vaka kje mi bide
Ali ide
Pesh dvizham uvek rekoa teshko kje mi bide

Ali glavava e gore
Nema dole da se simne

Ali toa e sine
Ziam trap stack, ziam kesh sine
Cel svet sine
Cel svet pravi sea lap dance sine

Iam bands sine
Za bez pari nudi lap dance sine
Edna plava, druga kafeava i so temen tan sine
Dvete lap dance sine

Bez stres sine
Znam deka te fakja malku bed sine
Bez stres sine, samo bez stres sine
Ona u djakuzi nudi lap dance sine

Man, they said you got some money in your crib (yeah)
Just lock your door, that's for sure (just lock your door) 
I can act like he gon' rob me and you both 
But that's the bro and you won't know (but that's the bro and you won't know) 
If you hangin' on your block on Christmas, I'm the Grinch again
I done merched it, I ain't drinkin' no more, I just sipped again
I don't fuck with Qualitest but me I drink some Tris again (Tris again)
I just pissed, she sucked my dick so good, she made me piss again
Told 'em slide, nobody died, and if they miss just bend again
When they come back to the block, I take his gun, don't miss again

Bitch I'm 2 euphoric
Hit the gas I floor it
All up in yo bitch im the cut like Neosporin
Bitch I'm 2 euphoric
Hit the gas I floor it
All up in yo bitch im the cut like Neosporin
Hop up in the whip we crank the shit you hear it roaring
Just because she goalie don't keep me from scoring
I can't fuck no hoe they so boring
Bitch you know my money pouring
Why she sleep on me yeah she snoring
But I ain't want to crease my Jordan's
Know that I got love for that fetty and that green
Keep them diamonds on my neck, know them bitches squeaky clean
And your bitch she keep on staring yeah I think she like my jeans
Bitch I'm born to be this great I think this shit is in my genes
Born to be this great
Had to get it off my chest
Do it at my request
Thanking god that I'm blessed
Said she like my drip how I'm dressed
I'm getting more money you getting less
All up in yo bitch im the cut like Neosporin
Bitch I'm 2 euphoric
Hit the gas I floor it
All up in yo bitch im the cut like Neosporin
Hop up in the whip we crank the shit you hear it roaring
Just because she goalie don't keep me from scoring
I can't fuck no hoe they so boring
Bitch you know my money pouring
Why she sleep on me yeah she snoring
But I ain't want to crease my Jordan's
Feeling like I'm Uzi with pink diamond on my wrist
Bitch I double up the cup I'm sipping wock I'm sipping tris
Let's go band for band take out your bank it don't exist
Bitch you blowing up my phone I can't take that lil' bitch I'm pissed
I can't spare no witness
My bitch into fitness
I stay with my niggas cause' my niggas stay on business
Fucking with my gang you know my niggas standing vicious
Coming on your block you know we sliding like it's Christmas

Bands, huh, band, band (Bags)
All I think about is fuckin' bands
(All these racks)
All I think about is fuckin' bands
(yeah, money)
All I think about is fuckin' bands
Yeah, bitch pulled up and sucked
Me out my pants (Ayy, yeah, woah)
My best friend is dead presidents (Ayy)
I just bought the Cayenne and it
Came with all the tint (Skrrt)
Heard the Wock' is in a, bitch
I'm sippin' on Tris (Sippin' on mud)
What you said bout the Benjamins?

(I was just pushing, ay)
(I was just pushing the muhfucking foreign riding around tryna go get the bands)
(I was just pushing the muhfucking foreign riding around tryna go get bands)
(I was just pushing the muhfuckin foreign i'm riding around tryna)
I was just pushing the muhfucking foreign i'm riding roun' town I ain't even have no plans
I was just pushing the muhfucking foreign i'm flying round town tryna stack up these bands
I grab the tris off the trunk that's a amethyst cup finna pour this lil shit out the can
Came from the bottom man we had to struggle i really had nothing now lil hav the man
Ain't have nun used to sit at the sto'
Nigga stayed down, focused and hustle next thing you know i got a big bankroll
Now i'm next to blow something like confetti
Four deep in a rover finna go spin
If twelve pull us over I don't know who did it
I'm loving lil shawty I can't even lie, it just get annoying when she being petty
(I'm like sorry lil mama, i'm so sorry that I lied)
(She like boy just come over then I hit from the side)
(I been grinding for so long now i'm shining like the sun)
(I been grinding for so long i been grinding grinding)
Go on a shopping spree fuck up these racks on lil mama cause she bad and the bit got body
Hunnid some thousand, ran it up all by myself and I ain't even sell nar-
Cruising atlanta in a widebody charger
A dime in some ones finna throw it at Follie's
She asked if i smoked the whole pound of exotic I looked at lil shawty and i told her prolly
Still with them pirates, i'm still with them bandits lil nigga you know that it's pg or nun
Awblabee geeked up, I call it the spaceship it take off when you barely touch it
Ain't have no handouts cause we all had to hustle
Bipolar glock keep switching the back got a button
(Ain't have no handouts cause we all had to)
(Glock keep switching the back got a)
Yeah yea, I walk in the back of the club with the guards snuck it right in yea
I went and took the top off of the coupe now i'm swerving ferrari mm ya
I came a long way from standing on blocks now i'm swerving that foreign engine
(I came a long way from standing on blocks now i'm swerving that foreign engine)
I'm fly as shit, I got prada shades on and my shoes say rick
I got diamond chains on bussdown on my wrist
Ya I might throw a hunnid ones i'm at follies lit
(Ya I might throw a hunnid ones i'm at follies lit)
Flying on a private jet, I'm fly G5 that's jey
Exotic styrofoam red
Exotic styrofoam red
Wait hold on a minute
Wait hold on a minute
Ya diamonds ain't real they plastic
My money real long elastic
I pour the 4 disappear magic
I bought a bitch a ass not lashes
We spent a few bands on some glasses
We caught em down bad got em packing
We caught em down bad got em cash it
Goyard bag got a magnet
Yeah I got the chrome heart on me love fashion
Yeah I got the creed smell on no assassin
Ye got two hundred on the dash smashing
Ye got this fine lil shit outta magic
Yeah and we sliding on ya block with no traction
Yeah out a lamb chop causing all the havoc
Yeah at the top floor vibes with lil havin
(Yeah out a lamb chop causing all the havoc)
(Yeah at the top floor vibes with lil havin)
I was just pushing the muhfucking foreign i'm riding roun' town I ain't even have no plans
I was just pushing the muhfucking foreign i'm flying round town tryna stack up these bands
I grab the tris off the trunk that's a amethyst cup finna pour this lil shit out the can
Came from the bottom man we had to struggle i really had nothing now lil hav the man
(I grab the tris off the trunk that's a amethyst cup finna pour this lil shit out the can)

The whoopers, the apes, the shooters
The Dracs, we use them
We hate computers

Talk about them P's (P's)
Got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga
Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Captain Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sipping on Tris
We sipping Wock', dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah
Fuck nigga (fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
If you said it's up lil' nigga, then you know it's up with you
Best believe we gon' find your bitch ass, nigga, I'm gon' get up with you (we nuts)
If we come, we gon' bust at you

Yeah, I ain't drinking no Tris (nah)
I don't fuck with no snitch (nah)
You a broke ass lame nigga
I ain't touching your bitch
I'm humble, I ain't soft, nigga
Have the youngins go blitz ( go get 'em)
Used to pray for a whole thing
Keep one on my wrist (everyday)
D to the O, me and Trippie Redd
Actavis, baby, I'm sipping red
Got my advance from dealing meds
Bro rock Yeezy in the feds
Trappin' ain't dead, these niggas scared (yeah, that's crazy)
My niggas trained to go
Fuck my bitch, fuck my bitch best friend
I'ma just blame the dope
Police came, hit the lights on me
Turn Usain and bolt
Can't believe they let me in the game, skeetin' a famous ho
Cuban links, diamonds full of pointers, I don't do chains with ropes

Talk about them P's (P's)
Got a bunch, nigga
Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and grab my gun, nigga
Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Captain Crunch, nigga
Oh, you sipping on Tris
We sipping Wock', dumb nigga
Got it out the bricks, yeah
Fuck nigga (fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
If you said it's up lil' nigga, then you know it's up with you
Best believe we gon' find your bitch ass, nigga, I'm gon' get up with you (we nuts)
If we come, we gon' bust at you

Free My Mind

David Allan Coe

Live at Billy Bob's Texas

2003

I mean he's bad
Willie Nelson, Waylon too
I like newgrass, bluegrass, and Emmylou
I like Pete Seeger, Bob Seeger, Motorhead
Natalie Cole, Neal Monroe, and the Grateful Dead
You know I tri

City nights thrive since the day we arrived 
I got the dreads on tris 
Rubber band ties
Yeah ERYS try
Just before you die 
Give em siX bars I done had a lick
My niggas got passes now the heat up drinks
Feelin' soo dry, I done had my lique
Skate Kitchen bruhs got me visionin' 
Roar roar chainsaw in this shit
ERYS IRYS Run this shit
With our arms tied back and shit
Blind Folded we can't miss
With the drip and ALL that shit
Check my style runnin' streets
Tell these jokers back on my shit
Feelin' oh fallin' so slow
Need a arrow man I got me a bow
Gettin' the feeling don't show
CIA want us no!!!!

Goddamn, I just made a hundred on the road again
I'm pouring drink, my lil' cousin keep calling me the soda man
I'm rollin' opps, it's exotic weed, fuck around and smoke a man
I've danced Pachata, this glizzy got a switch, make him do the shoulder dance

Yeah, we got real killers in the trap, nigga, we'll put your mans on a shirt
If you want a real drink, tell him to tap in, lil' nigga, if you want some syrup
Once you get your back in, put some trap in it, go and front some niggas, some birds
I don't fuck with lil' niggas, playing with my money, I leave a nigga in the dirt

Yeah, she suckin' dick with her glasses on, I call that bitch a nerd
If you buying enough, I'll cut the price for that nigga, yeah, for sure
Yeah, this RP. got me boosted up twice, call it Percocet perc
Said she's seen a couple bands in my pocket, now she tryna twerk

I pour woc, tec, tris, yeah, it's bands when I sip
I heard Feds was crackin' down, let's take the bands out the crib
Yeah, I wanna hit the mall with you, but damn, I be busy
All my niggas masked up, yeah, we goin' on a mission

I don't even trust the chef, I bring the hog inside the kitchen
He be whippin', he be cookin' up some shit that'll feed my children
This shit smooth like some butter, but it's hard as a rock
Hit it one more time, so I had to throw it in the pot

Bro just got off the phone, said he sittin' in a box
Watch how you talk, all my brothers might just go slide down the block
Got the drop, so you know my niggas slidin' in your spot
Pour some water, then you know I let it sit up on some ice

Humble nigga, I don't really need to do too much
Told my brody, pour a line in that punch
She call me G, baby, cause I brought her a hardball
Chasin' all these Franklin's, we gon' make it snowfall

I get so high, I'm in the sky, I'm callin' with the stars
Yeah, that's your bitch, but I still hit it, so that bitch is ours
I'm livin' for today, hope that I see tomorrow
I need that bussdown that bussdown, brand new Audamar

How we got the same 24, and you still hatin' on me
Ride around with this Drake, think about my future, ain't no waitin' on me
This shit up on my shoulders, I'm just tryin' take this weight up off me
And I can't save no hoe no, you don't see no cape up on me

Goddamn, I just made a hundred on the road again
I'm pourin' drink, my lil' cousin keep callin' me the soda man
I'm rollin' opps, it's exotic, we fuck around and smoke a man
I've danced for chowder, this glizzy gotta switch, make him do the shoulder dance

Yeah, we got real killers in the trap, nigga, we'll put your mans on a shirt
Said he want real drink, told him, tap in, lil' nigga, if you want some, sir
Once you get your back in, put some trap in it, go and fuck some niggas, some birds
I don't fuck with lil' niggas, playin' with my money, I leave a nigga in the dirt

So look at the stats
Uh, fuck it, I count up a lot
Two bands of Tris, I'ma pour up the drop
Uh, fuck it, you lackin' or not?
16, 17, 20, my Glock
18, 21, 32 shots
Bro said he clean, then pull out the mop
Grabbin' yo' Tec, we gon' pull up the block
Finna go pump, brought a whole hunnid shots, let's go
Bro said he got it
But what you gon' put in yo' dope?

Out in NY I do it, that bitch is so stupid
My presence a present, you learned your lesson
Stuck in your ways, now you is past tense
I'm popping tags, unreleased fabrics
Now you is past tense, now I'm on the wock no tris
Yeah like soccer you kicked, yeah like soccer you kicked
I just ran, running it up no Rick
Don't plan on stopping
Slatt, pop, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Pop, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Ain't believe that I'd do it, that bitch is so stupid
My presence a present, you learned your lesson
Stuck in your ways, now you is past tense
I'm popping tags, unreleased fabrics
Now you is past tense, now I'm on the wock no tris
Yeah like soccer you kicked, yeah like soccer you kicked
I just ran, running it up no Rick
Don't plan on stopping
Back in the A, making plays
I don't want to talk again, I just want to walk the runway
Never wake up again
I Skidded away, skid away from them
I don't want to talk again
I don't want to talk again
I just want to go to sleep and never wake up again
I just want to rack up bands, for my fucking kids
M's up on the way, that's the life mission
I'm completing it, don't plan on stopping

I just got a eight of Tris for a band
Pourin' up a Deuce
Sell a six for 1,200 got High, Still made Two
This shit like Simon Says, if I shoot whole Gang shoot
1,500 dollar coats on these Bitches rain proof
Fake ID's got me in the gun range shooting'
I'm a felon My ex Hoe new nigga jealous
Me and her still be fucking on the low
Shid, trust me Brody I get it
Every day I wake up gotta keep me some motion
Nigga standing on the business
I was tryna shake bags in middle school, they was hip rollin
That's why these niggas act like bitches now
Hittin' the road just like a robbery, I'm in and out
Stacking every dollar up, I Fell one too many times
Feds only caught me one time nigga
But I probably committed a hundred crimes
Took a fall bounce back,
In my mind, I was sayin' It's gon' be fine
I took a fall bounce right back in my mind, Sayin'
It's gon' be fine, nigga I took a fall bounced right back in my mind
Sayin'
It's gon' be fine
You know me, I'm gon' be fine
Hit his block with ah' chop, shootin' off every street sign
I ain't selfish treat the Gang like me, nigga We shine!

The Bride

Lecrae

Rebel

2008

Yeah she may look gritty
When her man come back she gone look so pretty 
She the Church
You might see her acting crazy
Be patient with her tho cause she still God's baby 
She the Church
Before you dis her get to know her
Jesus got a thing fo her and died just to show her 
She the Church
She ain't bricks and buildings
She all of God's people Men women and children

A building of beings being constructed
Christ is the cornerstone
Foundation build on another and you's a goner holmes
She' built on em, supported by him
Conformed to him, now she's a body of bodies who transform through him
A temple that breathes we are the halls
We are the floor board or more we are the walls
Manifold wisdom of God no longer a mystery
The church is the pinnacle of our salvific history
One flesh union homie
The Tri-union is glorified through our corporatized communion
Still the present reality is she was born a casualty though she's made alive
She's affected by depravity
Once lived in sin and enslaved by her lust and
Folks catch her slippin and they turn away disgusted
She's a work in progress Christ is the head of her
And He wash her clean with the words that he done said to her
She's already pretty but she's really not dressed 
And sometimes she look silly but she's far from a mess
Yes, please so don't be dissin cause Jesus done paid grip an
And if you didn't then should caller her Misses
I'm talking bout the church

Her name is ecclesia meaning the the assembly
Bows to (the Trinity) No other Divinity
A body family and community she is all one
But on earth you see her in congregational small ones
A microcosm or a small scale example
But yes it is the church even though it's just a sample
Invisible spiritual
Physical visible
Not a brick temple never that simple
This a not a building
She is not bricks
She's a world changer but ain't bout getting rich
Perpetrating fakes cause a lot of folks to hate
Plus her hands get dirty and her feet get scraped
And sometimes her body parts start acting outa place
Legs tryna be arms
Arms thinking they the face
But she'll never be replaced with a one man 
Band or a small Taliban with no body in command

Some don't get it so they hate
They say she's on a paper chase they say she's really fake
So they go start a ministry so they can do the work
But they don't understand how Jesus feel about His church
And yeah they make disciples
They got plenty conversions
They take care of the widows and the orphans they be workin
But none of them are churchin
No church structure
No elders and no discipline
They don't have a conductor
And they so they don't submit
But quite a few of them baptize
People how I pray that you'd look at this thing from God's eyes
Take responsibility inside the whole council 
Not just the area where you might have a mouthful
Who should people submit to
Who will conduct the discipline
If excommunicated what body will they be missing then
Look at Ephesians 4 where Paul gets practical
1st timothy and Titus if you thinking I'm irrational