Lyrics:
life
I won't lose a friend by heeding God's call
For what is a friend who'd want you to fall
Others find pleasure in things I despise
I like
the Christian life
I won't lose a friend by heeding God's call
For what is a friend who'd want you to fall
Others find pleasure in things I despise
I
And one time at Sawgrass I shot 83
If I live long enough to be 88
I think I'll celebrate it by shooting my age
Yeah, I'm 2-45 right down the middle
Break my bones and reset me piece by piece.
You break me, pick up the cross cause it's killing time.
Hey, hey, hey, how can I scream when
Yeah, matter of fact, bring your whole crew
Yeah, Lil Uzi pull Lambo coupe
Yeah, now your girl I'mma recruit
Yeah, blow on me just like some soup
Let's play a game, call catch a bitch
How you play?
Well diss me nigga and catch a fist
You playin'? Ooo, I know you didn't expect
A nigga to catch wreck
Sometimes I wonder about this race
Because we must be blind as Hell
2 think we live in equality
While Nelson Mandela rots in a jail cell
Where
to nine
Been called up from down the
Line, you and me, baby, bound by love
Bound by the weak and strong
Bound by an ancient song
Bound by two rings of steel
the Christian life
I won't lose a friend by heeding God's call
For what is a friend who'd want you to fall
Others find pleasure in things I despise
I like
the Christian life
I won't lose a friend by heeding God's call
For what is a friend who'd want you to fall
Others find pleasure in things I despise
I
your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
If your feelin' sick rub it on with Vicks
'N take two to six of our sweet super mix
Your street time is
would have it all
While non-believers were prayin' for my downfall
And some would call and tell me that they wish me well
But in my heart, I'm knowin'
When the breeze between us calls,
Love comes and lingers into our lives.
And the leaves begin to fall,
You point your finger at me.
I love you, yeah.
The hard work paid off, and luck finally found me
So call every publication, Billboard and the editor
and tell em Mack's being signed by dude workin
years go by
With an old dog he calls Governor John
He starts at the break of dawn
And he don't stop as long as someone
Wants to hear him sing a song
If I ain't got nothin'
If I ain't got nothin'
One plus one, plus one, plus one
Plus one, plus one, plus one equals two
Yeah, I'm sayin'
your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
If your feelin' sick rub it on with Vicks
'N take two to six of our sweet super mix
Your street time is
full of lead
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
would mean by morning, somebody else soon would be dead
Let's peel their caps back
The cars
enjoy a glass
May it flow just like a faucet every time you ask
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Minus one, burger moves, let
a Mac-10
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's liable to start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-P
That won't ever end
Two doors down there's a barstool
That knows me by name
And we sit there together
And wait for you
Two doors down there's
legal if it's owned by a doctor
Everything you do in private is illegal
Everything's legal if the government can see you
Don't get me wrong, America is
the name onto headline
"Appearing live De La Soul" first up to shine
It be me
While I arose from the shores from Long Isle
While little girls sport
and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn" [Repeat: x2]
[Treach]
Singing like a buddha bang, hang out with a true crew
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