Lyrics:
Jesus Murphy hung his hat up by the door
Said to his apartment: I don't wanna work there anymore
Took his dinner from the freezer to the microwave
you got plans to be him
Pay homage if by chance you meet him
In his pants pocket, your advance in pedium
It's the undisputed champ, being
For
Tomorrow is what a nigga ain't guaranteeing
New Orleans had a sheriff by the name of Harry Lee
When he died, niggas shouted out "Tha-thank you, Jesus
don't freeze the frame
Cause tonight I got you calling out Jesus name
[Hook]
Left side, left side, hey
Right side, right side, hey
Before we walk we must
out the window of love's el camino
And I shattered into a shower of sparks on the curb
You were smoking me
Weren't you?
Between your yellow fingers
I had a made up special, I think your fine, now call me, don't call out tell one o'clock though cause I'm usually on the phone talkin' to one of them
of Stoli then it's only Cher and Moby karaoke
My bitch a shooter, call her Annie Oakley
Get you for a pair of Kobe's, just got out on probation
And no
are gonna have to come and get me
Off your ass, that's how I'm goin out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showin' out
Niggaz start to mumble, they
gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen
one call niggas come get y'all
Niggas big boss, feel like a big dawg
Free Larry Hoover nigga like Rick Ross
No I ain't Jesus, nigga, can't get crossed
call the shots in life we chance it
Yeah we ballin hard no flashy plays just Larry Nance it
I ain't think life would be this way nah I never plan it
I repented get to business
Go raid it, they did not make it
Mistreated by the one that done
Raised me
Navigation out the top of the system
Jesus Lord
Needles stabbed into the walls
The executioners curtain call
Fighting back he found his life drowning
And there was no way up
Cause Richard hung
Lil ma circle by my house wit' the weed trap
Now my Zip-Lock's be full of bubble-kush
Spark it like a broads bush when she's on douche
Fruit
It's all in the name
His name is Jesus the only name that can save
His name is Jesus He calls life from the Grave
His name is Jesus shout out the name
This darkness we've become
Outpouring the blood of Jesus Outpouring his love for you
With nothing we confess we are the harlot
But out hope comes from
all-black lenses
(Waiti'm not done)
I thanked Jesus at the awards
I'm never going to hell call me Zack Morris
I'm saving you by the bell
My girl says I'm
vision doesn't stray.
In the name of God you may be forced away.
Moving forward to the only place you know
Side tracked by some indiscretion, changing
Jesus,
Come through
Do what only you can do
Make their heart your home
Fix their brokenness
help their dying soul
Oh Jesus,
Come through
Bounded by
Garrett
My nigga Mechie bald as fuck, so we call him Terry
My white boy up that bitch like his name Larry
You niggas tryna run a game, it can get scary
I
concerning my fractured eyes...
... Oh my...
Listen man, call me back when you get a second...
... Please.
Larry the Landlord:
Hello? Stokely? It's Larry
Fuck that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm a give a shout out to my niggas
I ain't givin' a shout to no-fuckin'-body, fuck that
Big Baby Jesus
brag how real I keep it, cause it's the best secret
I rock a vest prestigious, Cuban link flooded Jesus
In a Lex, watchin' Kathie Lee and Regis
My
a fish eye
And I'ma need all that lil' back that I dish out
The peace is Jesus, yeah, I had to go Biggie
Y'all nigga rap like y'all actin' like Shiggy
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