Lyrics:
imagery's
Commissions
I'm bound
Only by my prison
Regrets taught me
How to make
Any decision
Emotions that I've chosen
Instead of hearts and roses
I have
vision
I'm from here yo favorite rapper had to pay commission
I'm making music for the strippers and even beauticians
Recognize the culture be really
imagery's
Commissions
I'm bound
Only by my prison
Regrets taught me
How to make
Any decision
Emotions that I've chosen
Instead of hearts and roses
I have
Love
Cause Love was given
Took nails in the flesh
And hung
Forgiveness
Redemption
To fulfill the great commission
Now
I witness
His strength
cause your odor canine a dog
I just might win this this division with holy commissions cause I beat a scarier case
Press for the mark of the prize cause
vision isn't finished
But my mission's out commission, now I need a new ambition
Listen, I don't mean no harm
And maybe I am wrong, but I think that you
(Aye)
How could I be true Christian if don't obey the commission
I'm in a position to give y'all the Gospel thru music I might save a soul if you listen
whoever judge me
Do it for my wife and kids life is fucken lovely
I gotta know the vision that’s my mission no commission
I’m the boss I got the sauce you
The way Your love spreads like a wildfire
Sets the whole earth aglow
This is the great commission that I know
My one sole purpose in this life
My
and derision
No I don't earn a commission, but I don't ask for a dime
It's all comin' down anyway so we can just stay alive
Sometimes I hope I'm gone and never
generate much commission I'm talking a legit way
To make a better living
I got a Catalogue of dialogue
That will make you wanna listen
Never seen
love but this shit out of commission
While I count these blue's up enjoy Luv
Don't get all confused when a Nigga blow up
Saying that I'm childish you
analogy
What's the best way of
Using a depiction
In my way never
Steering off my mission
Tryna get paid
I'm never making commission
And I do things
I don't
the man
I'm just on a hole new mission
Tryina make some new commission
But I don't think that you niggas understand
Over-stand I am the mother-fucking man
And when you leave you better pay my ass commission
Nah, I ain't sinking not the thing I put my dish in
And y'all niggas fishing
Reel shit
Sob stories, I
level
Took all my confidence
Out of it
In commission but I lost the heart in it
Man what a shame
Used to shoot it and then get that Harden Swish
You used
like a bitch
Like a bitch
We know I'm dope you stir the pot we in a crack kitchen
Commission kills I hit the track like I'm a tactician
I pull the strap
together
Everything is different
It's odd that not a single stray hit us
But the same thing leaves
Him out of commission?
Now, I often wonder if I made
not a family physician
I put your mom in the spread eagle position
Then I beat it up good put her out of commission
Then I move on to your seister
Dive in them digits, been mizing these bitches
She liking my pictures, reply with them scissors
No time for no missus
Just pay my commission
I
Assalamalaikum
To those I'm immortalizing
We're more than a golden standard
Of copper, silver and diamond
Making this album
Took me years out of commission
I
back later!
(WHAT?) - Or pay em no attention (YEAH)
Get ya a good lawyer
(heeey) - And pay em they commission (MONEY)
I know katrina victims
(fo' so')
commission
All I needs stacks
Used to eat scraps, only dish them now
I feel like P. Jackson
Got the team stacked
Kings back in the city
Where the Queens at?
I
of explaining the unexplainable
Obtainable artist for commission, I'm tryna paint for you
You getting paper? My nigga, I'm getting paper too
Must make a way for
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