Search results for 'im coming lord by the canton spirituals' Page #274

steady coming,
cll that shadow walking and cheap bumping,
I'm a walk you down aint no time for running,
It's time to act like yo spine and back yo shit up,

is on the summit, the lord is coming back on the
Clouds, no running from it, yeah
Praise to the most high, peace to the old guy, looking back I see

oh yeah I'll own it
I had my share of pain as kid now I'm grown
And I know that with God I won't be lonely
No more no more he stayed by my side in

supposed to be)
Bow my head pray to the Lord
Pray my soul to keep (thank God)
Staying real, get the cash
Been the goal to me
Now I’m all up in my bag
But you

state 
While I'm coming for everyone else you knew getting rid of the dead weight 

Biting down on a knife as I come up out the water
Frightening sounds

I'm the best rapper to ever record
Cut niggas off like an umbilical cord
This glock is extended shout out to the Lord
I hope I don't live and I die by

relate
Boy, I gotta crown to take
Barely asked if I'm okay
They hope that I ain't found a way
DND-no sound is made
By the way
So many missed calls, damn I

to weed was dealers on the street 
At the age of 3 I was baptized by a priest
In the catholic faith the bread got no yeast
Right after I was sent to PRE

I'm coming strong on every song I'm not at my peek yet
I know you in your feelings crying that you did me bad huh
She didn't really care about my

life's stuck in reverse boy  Pray to the Lord

Not around if you wanna get down  see I'm far outta town when I'm fixing my crown  
Not around baby anytime

right you can see in the jaw
Them late nights riding dirty it was me and the lord
He ain't good don't serve him less you seen him before
I'm alert, hand

it by my lonely
Ice on gotta cooler on me
I'm the man who my opponent
On the beat, beat it up , I own it
Takin' shots to the head, just dome it
She

affected by social media just as much as you
End up down a loophole like I'm better than you

I actually put my passion and desire in these lyrics
I'm so

something different
Fruit in my season like the tree by the water
And I aint talking quarters
I'm storing up the word
You can call me a hoarder, storing up

I'm biting you bitches
You recognise the steam coming out from the kitchen
I'm roasting something ferocious like these Master Chefs be livin'
If you've

my first show
Hadn't even filmed my first video
I started my career just by rapping with my peers
Freestyling at parties drinking beer
I told a few

hard could it get
When I had no whip when I had no bitch
When I had no bitch when I had no whip
No one's coming to save you
Solitude! That's the life

I chose you
You could never show me love
But I still stood there by you
Was real
You made your mind up
Had to see it through
Struggles we've been

see a nigga coming out the cut 
You look surprised speak ya mind
I’m up on 24th and Cleveland 
Dark at night you’ll lose ya life
I got a thick yella

loved by the people
With different political views than you they don't care
What your name is where you come from
Rather tear you down and then got to run

endured 
Buried alive wasn’t the way I wanted to go 
A slit wrist ain’t that a bitch
You might think I’m suicidal 
In these four walls I feel like Clyde in

get you're sick of tricks and that old annual pastime

But this time things will finally go your way

I'm talking happiness success and health and maybe

walk around these bad bitches, they like to wave at me
It's a money thing, I'm always all about it daily
When money ain't in my pocket, na maye some way

of the kids, like lord of the flies
I gotta surprise, so open the box 
I'll outline your body by using this chalk
I don't want to fight, I just want to talk