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the dollar bills.
From Pittsburgh to Cali dropping bombs like that,
was on the D.L. with the squad so I couldn't hold it back.
Black, I regulate I buzz
she pregnant and it's mine
I'm thinking she was lying by
The looks on her face
But she started paging me
Like every single day
She said her man going
Praise the Father of compassion
Healing counsel, mercy kind
Praise the God of endless comfort
Hope eternal now is mine
Jesus Christ my bless'd
a child of the King
I've been bought by the love of the Father
Precious in His sight
Bought with the mighty price of Jesus
Destiny is mine
Walking in his
the bill up until
He returns
Oh Jesus coming back some day
The lord is my rock
Fortress and foundation
He's my shield
And my horn of salvation
Focus
through)
Please come through Jes-
Lord, please come through
I'ma catch hell by the tail, I don't really care who you tell (well, well, well)
I don't
Flakes, flakes
Flakes, flakes
They don't do no good
They never be workin' when they oughta should
They waste your time
They're wastin' mine
I want more
Hand me my bills
Pretty hurts but living kills
I turn my lucky wheel
Do you believe in Jesus Christ?
I sat him down and gave him a light
Beloved
Oh what wealth of grace is Thine
No uncertainty of promise
And hath made it mine
Jesus I am resting, resting
In the joy of what Thou art
I am
to my rescue
Where else can I go
There's no other name by
Which I am saved
Capture me with Love
Verse2
My heart is yours for life
And I need your
Now I'll tell you in Chicago boys, I was broken man
Dirty movies, credit cards and bills past due again
And that son of mine spit in my face and then
to His side?
As the pleasure of sin is eclipsed
By the beauty of Jesus Christ?
Have you made Him your treasure?
Have you counted the cost?
And consider
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
an old land mine
Little ones workin in diamond mines
So cats can say what's hers and what's mine
Diamonds is girls best friend
So whys he cryin
[verse 4]
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
you ain`t
It`s like this on mine, potna
By all means, I got the ball
So it`s your life, not mine n****, so you make the call
Now, I can blow your
hey Jesus, why did you give us short arms
We can't even wipe our ass. I mean, it's kind of up to you to do that
And Jesus is like, fuck you, no, you
getting late tonight
Take a sip of confidence to make you mine, Oh
The only thing I'm feeling now
The beat you make come take me down
The only thing I'm
The material mind is enticed by the dollar bill
It makes some brothers fight, and some would even kill
Some will do anything for a bill
Cause they think they'll
blue collar wage, keepin' bills past due.
cnd that preacher on the TV,
He keeps pointing to the room,
cnd he's screamin', needin' Jesus,
Man, the end is
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
instructions or are you?
One of those new models that works by free will?
So if you kill someone it’s not because of a bill
set to kill still is a good
every dime I make, every soul I know
Hire by reach, the farther down I go
This old broken back of mine is all I've got to show
And anyway
A working
forgot about me
And I'm sittin here, butt-motherfuckin-naked G
But after time went by, yo
You know a nigga like me, had to get down for mines
And I
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