Lyrics:
Gadsden, Alabama
My name is Wayne, I'm from Alabama
Here's the back story
I just fell off the turnip truck with Ernest Tubb
I'm 33, I've got 3 kids
gotta deal with
Life's a lot of pain that would push you to your limits
In a lot of ways he didn't sound so crazy
Kind of been wishing I was Jesus Christ
a gold chain with a pair of matching earrings
Million dollar watch cause you did a little time in the pen
And dodged the grave by hairs of your chinny chin
tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
I strangled
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
I strangled
heard about God's power
Couldn't see it in my life, but I could tell you all about it
Overloaded with knowledge, making so little progress
Became
a a a
Always(yeah)
Alway a a a
Always(be with you always Jesus ah ah ah my king and Lord)
Alway a a a
Always(I just want to be with you always o God)
Alway
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
Dont talk about this dont talk about that dont talk about change
Just talk about chicks just talk about trap just talk about fame
You gotta tell em
He saved me
And now I'm here to tell you Jesus really loves you
It's not some made up little story being told
So if you feel like you need someone who
the Game to Proclaim His Name
All these so-called Artists, but they Talk the Same
Created Me Creatively and each Star by Name
I was Born with this Drive but
would want to
She probably looking down now smiling, saying
Look at them
Ya know, yeah
To god be the glory
I can't focus
I feel low
Just wanna talk
now
You with me right now
But I know that
It feels so go to trust
In Jesus
When my heart aches
Just a prayer
Is all it takes
To make it all good again
to do to much
When I knew much less
Use to have too much stress
Tryna talk with my blood
Causing too much mess
Fuck it Im good, if I talk more less its
All about forgiveness and grace
Tell me one more time about Jesus
Lord, I need just a little more faith
I walked by the church Sunday mornin'
I slipped
I hope you don't talk to me
It's a little close for my liking
A man is staring at my non-existent tits
And I don't feel
So confident
I just
So I could talk bout Jesus when you asked bout em
Lived in darkness to shed some light
Did wrong to try get you right
Imma live with outcha
Sometimes I
bullet shot
Tryna ram the competition with my curse words and talk
All this junk, all this nonsense
They don't pay me to talk it
Don't pay me to stop it
the reflective
Panel and killing
The informant with his job complete
He put on his white mask and fled
The scene by rappelling down the building
Back to the Cicada
a little
Heal a little hurt
I-I-I-I-I
My heart breaks that we let her down
Placating all the lies
Yeah, we'll sell her out as if
She is Jesus
Motherfuckers
Say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See I'm
like it here we love this place
We'll get by with a little more B.A.S.S
Coz we love this place
I don't mean to brag
You know I can't boast coz I'm high
After earth, I’m celestial
I confess I’m a bit regretful and
With those regrets, I wrestle
By God’s strength, I’m successful
Learning from it and moving
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