Lyrics:
it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches,
places
I become wiser
I become stronger, lot of those places
I don't belong
The Lord He done showed me
He is my Master
Now that I'm found, I'm taking life
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
you're giving me this grace
Praying that they learn from me when I'm down in my grave
God, give us strength so we can live another day
God, answer us
religion is a prison
In place to keep the lower class aligned with the system
In this case I'm a victim of my need to survive
I need some incentive for
married and
Have kids i love children i
Am obsessed with children
And yeah, I believe in marriage, and
I believe marriage is forever so
That's the other
things or tell lies
And I'll be good just stay by my side
Lord fight my battles attack my attackers
And I'm gonna do you right and live this life
Hold tight all the mandem inside the place
This is where it is happening yeah
Skepta, Devilman
This is the big clash right about now
This is how
I've lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them
never were revealed
voice
Carrying clearly throughout the
Vast auditorium
"It is my honour to be here with us today
Sharing in this occasion
It is not every day we celebrate
in front of me
Showing me that the reality
Is twisted by the lack of sanity
This place is such a crazy fact
That everything is alright
Everything is
a fuck about us
And when I start to rise
A hero in their children's eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
Some say niggas is hard headed 'cause we love
the places
We can't find no mo
But we just want the pay
That's daily grind fa sho
And all I hear all day is the same thing
And it got me like, Lord have mercy
So you're gonna live in paradise
With a ten-foot cock and a few hundred virgins
So you're gonna live in paradise
With a ten-foot cock and a few
the Lord is in
No arguments
Keepin' my cool
Faith on fire, no arsonist
It's hard to miss
One one six, yeah
Una-shamed
Rep His Name
Even when they
you can pierce us with your fiery darts by nah It's too late we keep the
Hook: crmor of the Lord on, we in the war zone, and we ain't here to strike
with Him?
Can't stand Him they want the mammon, the Benjamins
And if it's men then it's within
The natural in the live of life of unrestricted sin
this shit, it ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, Stew D, PD, Freaky G, the whole world wanna be riding with me
I'm in
The orchestration of freedom, a revolution's decree (decree)
The heads of state overthrown, by the power of unity (unity)
In this 90s hip-hop saga, we claim our place
the kings lap.
Which is reserved for my son only.
Pray to the lord that in your next birth
You will be born to me, only then will you be able to sit in
debt
Cross our lord, you won't live to regret it
Hahaha, is that all you got?
Oh, shiver me timbers! You really got us there Freddy
I'd like to see you
patience the raise that is set before us
Take on His weight
For His yoke is easy and His burden is light
Father in this moment we cast aside every weight,
this faith and this hope we can't foreit
And naw, naw we can't forget
If history is rewritten by the winners
Then the future is a mystery for lost
And getting blood money
I try my best to stay focused
And hope the city love me
Pray it's not lust, cause if it is
I’d be death in a month
Lord forbid, for
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