Lyrics:
Hey, you're 'bout to hear the most incredible shit ever written
Hard spittin', cigar splittin'
Pray, to your god and to them words in the biblical
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
stop you from living your life
To strive
Whilst I live in no fear in this universe
There's no need for so much concern (No need)
Cause once you got god
For every thing you do
You do for
Me eh eh ehhhh
For God is the king
From the old working salvation
In the midst of the earth
For by grace you have
come this far by faith, blessed me with the voice and gave me that extra push (yeah)
And dear Momma (I love you, ma)
For the times I acted foolish, you
come this far by faith, blessed me with the voice and gave me that extra push (yeah)
And dear Momma (I love you, ma)
For the times I acted foolish, you
Warning, this album contains Ludacris material
Parental discretion is advised
So kids, cover your eyes and close your eyes
Otherwise you're about
The new track is now
To hot to be mine
For you to hear this
I had to beg you
When it's 10 bucks a disc
You have to be praying to
The Almighty God
And hope
going my name is Sam Wiiise
Ya beautiful host for this album
Now here's what I wan't ya'll to do man
I want y'all to grab somebody
I want y'all to grab
wouldn't be able
Cause I'm the man with the hand that rocked the cradle, uhh
A lot of punk for the chunk baby that's a bet
Album number seven and we still
land
This is the hour
To show us that You're for us
Rain down power once again
Let Your Righteous hand
Heal our broken land
For this is the hour
To show
the game is
It's just been attacked by Hurricane Chris
So niggas can't fathom what money and fame is
Well some niggas get it by using their stainless
god! That's a Rolly wet
It's flooded with these rocks
I was selling rocks, started on the block
Now I'm overseas, I get a 50 for a walk
I got lots
washed by you
We wanna be washed by you
We wanna be washed by you
We cry out, Holy is the lamb, the lamb of god
We cry out, Holy is the king, the king
Trust God's hands and
Trust God's plan
My brothers for life, my brothers in Christ
If my son calls you uncle you're my brothers till I die
Lord please
of Onegin invented by Pushkin
Sure, and
Now we know each other’s names
Hey
You’re three days
older than me and
There are no obstacles left between us
I mean
all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use
ona enyek'wam
Obu madu nam'kwurugwo
Not by power not by might
But by the Spirit of the Living God anything is possible
Bigger than we used to be
We
Baptize us by fire
Heal and deliver
Open the floodgates in this place
Open the floodgates in this place
God we are here for
Here for the outpour of your
to have some remorse to show for your sin
Nope, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're hopelessly in
When they say all of this is approaching its end
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
of anything everything I have is a
Gift from God and even the
Shitty fucked up things
That happened to me, that still happen to me
Are also gifts to teach me
a bad husband
But would a great dad, kill her baby Mama?
What you tryna do marshal? make up for being nutter?
Jig is up, don't make me tell them about
the White Sox
Uncle Ro and Hurt M Badd is how I hooked up with him
Thought he could put us in the right spots
Let me connect the dots on the Chi block
Had two
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