Lyrics:
Standing on the mountain looking down on a city
The way I feel is a dog-gone pity
Teardrops are fallin' down the mountainside
Many times I've been
and I worked my way up by hard
Work. I ain't never got nowhere yet but I got there by
Hard work.
Work of the hardest kind. I been down and I been out
Standing on the mountain looking down on a city
The way I feel is a dog-gone pity
Teardrops are fallin' down the mountainside
Many times I've been
of the food chain
The way I do niggas on songs be so inhumane (yessir)
They spit trash and y'all gas 'em like butane
And that's Based on a Tru Story like 2
(Here we go)
Huh, piss me off, I piss back
S-sixty-nine, that's a 9 tucked right by my six pack
I'm with my slime, treat a toe tag like I treat
how could the church
let children be killed
I can't even imagine how you felt
in that strange place all by yourself
when you said anything.. they got
just tell a nigga if he scared of work
Then go church and
Use to try to heal the world
Then I realized that I’m one person
Niggas huggin' on police like
covered my body in armor
But I'm more protected by His Word yeah I side by the Father (Alright)
Ya'll playing Game of Thrones with this thing
Imagery
ashamed
You used to be a mountain of love
But you just changed your name
Way down below there's a half a million people
Somewhere there's a church
you're lonely and you'll come here too
Hopin' just by chance that I'll get a glimpse of you
(Oh yeah!)
Trying hard to find you somewhere up above
High
way up by hard work
I ain't ever got no where, but I got there by hard work
Work of the hardest kind I been down and I been out
I been disgusted I been
about it
They tell me to suck it up and not to be no whimp about it, bitch about it
Tell me to go to church about it, they say it's all in my head and I
I'ma let it be known that it's the way that I throw
That's makin the funk of the lyrical glow
And how I tell it, yo Cav is kickin a funkedelic flow,
all 8, that's inshallah
So hard in these streets
Gotta pack a pistol plus talk to God in these streets
Go to church, Sunday, Monday, sellin' raw in
heart out till cold gray dawn
Prayin' that you're lonely and you come here too
Hoping just by chance that I'll get a glimpse of you
Tryin' hard to find
known that I don't play
It doesn't matter who is after me I gotta get paid
And I'm a get it how I know to get it today
A by-product of the church I guess
get such a bad bitch?"
He said "it was hard and the best ones are the hardest to get"
And I went on to see the world, and he went on and started
heart out till cold gray dawn
Prayin' that you're lonely and you come here too
Hoping just by chance that I'll get a glimpse of you
Tryin' hard to find
now but the truth is:
alone there
something was formed.
The way they held themselves upright with tea in the opening scenes,
a warm formality, spines
Look I know some people that talk behind my back that I used to take back and forth to the church
Heard the same sermon so tell me how that is
And on weekends yeah I'm gonna play some (that's right)
Bump some Eric Church and some Kanye
I'm the outlaw beats down John Wayne
Northern girls come to town
that mediocre flow
I tried to Google you but all that
Came up was that you a ho
By the way my girl's name
Ain't Briahna it's Brianna
You wouldn't know
Weeping my heart out to cold gray dawn
Praying that you're lonely and you'll come here too
Hoping just by chance that I get a glimpse of you
Trying hard
it Christian?
I thought there was a church and state separation
So that it be fair in this effing nation
Now secular decisions are messed up by
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