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People were like this, started talking about the ghost production
But that's how I got in the game
If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't be here
So
I'm losing my religion
Thank God
I prayed about my decision
How odd
For the man with the mic
To be the man all his life
While Christ-like
Casting my crown at the Lord's feet
Singing holy holy is he
If it ain't God it ain't for me
Moving off a hope and a prayer
Knowing what can save me
Running
Are all inhabited by slowly-aging
'very hip young people',
They appear to be casting
Sinister glances toward him
Through their glinting acid burn-
Out
fast, fuck police
Shots fired back but his ass in the street
When I bought a forty, showed Brittany and Tiffany
Knowing if they call, it ain't shit
had to take the work the world would hand him, in this gig economy
Solomon built his temple, as an example
But his people trashed the place like it
I promise it's no love lost
What that half acre house in the slums cost?
If I gave it my all, probably fall short
Tryna charge to the game? It's
Justin Timberlake, Eminem, and then Macklemore
While silly niggas argue over who gone snatch the crown
Look around my nigga white people have snatched
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you,
mo' room for no mo' kings and no more crown to be given but by no means
Am I any more conceited than this game needed
And if I say it believe it, I'm
the same way my grandma died
I tried and prayed it's malignant (Wait a minute)
If god loves ugly, we're likely made in his image
We start wars and rape
on the seventh, my n-
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my momma be sayin'
when you in my Snapshot
Geeked up, he don't need Wi-Fi for this hot spot
Uh, I get his head sprung
I like it when it go, that's a lump sum
If you
the very fibers of my being
As I slowly turned, a glorious radiance consumed my eyes
His silhouette was backdropped by the immense sea of glass
And for
from the gate
No matter what they say, I let them haters hate
I stay prayed up fo sho
And if you didn't know, then now you know
You know the saying, no
confessed, it was caused by his sins
So the crew threw him out and the whale took him in
The whale said to Jonah, old feller, don't fret
I'm sent here to take
oh, if this house could talk, Lord,
Of Dixieland's final days;
Before they tear her down, before she hits the ground,
I'll bet this is what she would
Yeshua is the Vine and Israel a sign for all to see
Every tribe and tongue is grafted by the Son into the olive tree
If casting them away, He
brothers were going, they were getting down
Even Pops was going for a piece of the crown (Cinderfella!)
They flaunted, they haunted, they knew what I
right and wrong
Words can kill
Time and again, the country was ruled by a foreign tongue
When he was young boy, he lost his native language
The bedrock
your road block
Hang on to your crown
For a stone in a tin can
Is wealth to the city man
Who leaves his armor down
Stay indoors
Beneath
her son as his own
And that's a lot of shit to deal with, man
And if you ain't been there you wouldn't understand
And people still laugh at this shit
Huh-huh, huh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
I'd love all the girls, I love 'em love 'em baby!
Black diamonds and pearls, ooh yeah yeah
If I ruled the world
People
rolled with blows like AIDS, looked at him while he laid
And prayed but destiny played too deep for B to say
Lil' Layzie came to me, told me if he should
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