Lyrics:
Hallelujah To My King
Written by Victoria Johnson
I walk by faith and not by sight
But, Lord I see You, everywhere I go
You're before me and behind
Uh, I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving
there's never time enough to look at the proof
Too few honest men to search for the truth
The years roll on and oh, what a tangled web they weave
Johnson's in
be inspired, you know?
We all feel pain, we all go through things
But it's time to overcome all that
If your plane crashed in the water
OG BOBBY JOHNSON
HOW I HIT THE FADE
ALL JEWELY ON ME
BUT IM Not A slave
U know u can get it
Like a minute maid
U know that I'm wit it
Not
room ting
I'll never know if I just walk past
I really wanna dance so I guess I'll just ask
She ain't no hoe
Look at those thighs, it's in her eyes
Why because you froze the moment we met up
And I never run punk, I go head up
I ain't no fool and new jack poppin fake rap
I rap from the heart
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
him know, never mind yo, I need you to go
Take this snow up to 1-5-0, see Joe
Get that, come back with that, we can split that, sit back
Fuck, puff
Paw he was prayin' my brother Jack would bring him down some moonshine
Just so's that he could warsh those viddle down
As soon as all the kids got
floor, three room apartment
Where everything in it's paid by the state, but there's never enough
While down on the street, wind blows the trash 'cross
show ya boy rollin'
I'm cold wit' da' flow no boast but y'all boring
Holding my coast by myself never folding
Throwing the SQAD 7 up lettin' em know
and said your fuckin' life stunk
[Chorus (2x)]
(Too $hort)
You know these hoe's don't phase
Never could play me
I got the game in my rise
now getting flocked to by these woman
The type to take me home and Topple they traditions
Her white family was hoping she would stay away from niggas
only house music
Yeah, they gonna know my name
Following my infinite dreams
They gonna know my name
Following my infinite dreams
I'm never tardy, stuck
from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I know it's true
The only thing you'll say about
never see the writing on the wall
When the banks collapsed and they gave Jack the sack
He needed other means for getting by
With nowhere else to turn he
shit and be gone by noon
I know what I got to do, Yeah so I can forget about you
I just gotta take this fifth of jack and tilt it back
Then I'll drank,
him
and watched his back
That's the only way
To roll on the track
But yo,
Mitch got rushed by feds last week
The snatchbared the runk
Of his white
betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane
I just call her boo
I think her name is Shawna
What I really know bout the girl that drive the Honda.
I just call
Baby you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't you know no one alive
Can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong, you see
Johnson, you know every line
Make some pancakes, in the end it'll be fine
In the end that's all you really need to know
Take in every moment, take your life
final regular season game
Of course Jack Nicholson's there
Kobe also became the oldest player to score sixty in a game
By some five years, and left
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