Lyrics:
heart was in da right place (ohhh)
I guess so I can live it put food on my plate
You must still love me not to let it in by three that day
Well
before them.
For how long will the masses be so pathetically manipulated by God, Queen and Country?
*
For fucks sake where are we in all this?
We're
gimme guide
Tremendous love of you for me
Lord in this tribulation world
Clothed my life sheltered my Soul
I am very surprised
Cos on top of my filthy
(I fell)
Cuz without sin than I sin every day and turn around than I repent
Lord have mercy on me (Mercy Lord)
In this place I need some major help
fightin
Word up, gotta keep it tight, like this one time
We represent Queens it's NYC representers
Yo, yo Queens Most wanted is in the house
My man
his tracks and he said,
OLD MAN: Hey goat!
ADAM: Would you like to live with me?
I got a house with a pick-up truck
In a place across D.C.-a.
I said,
niggas reppin NYC
To my duns up in the clink stuck in the think
For my dogs on the corner that cook they own weight
For young lords livin like old time
stand here
All night in this bar
(Dear Lord)
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar
(No shit!)
I don't wanna stand here
All night in
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
alone, Lord
Can you keep me from falling?
Feel like these chains are still on me
Pour out your grace so
I can drown in your glory
When I can't run no
when she was sixteen (years old) to live alone.
Sophie is the youngest child of the family, she’s also the closest to Shaine, this is because she younger
in your house waiting on my count
Bitches in they house waiting on my call
Mula Gang, Mula Gang, Mula Gang
Yes Lord
I think I'm made for this shit
painted on the street's canvas excuse my brashness
I'm trying to live to see past this
Staring at the world and my rear view past tense
In no particular
prayers
They knelt down together, recited Psalm 23
And started asking the Lord above to
Bless the beloved people in their lives
It was at that moment that
!
As for me and my house
We will serve the LORD!
Choose this day...
If you wanna continue
To live your way
Not hear what I say
Nor fear YHWH
Cuz you too
My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece
And now people in the house this is just for you
A little rap to make you boogaloo
Now the group ya hear is
house, or wife, or brothers, or parents or children
For the sake of the Kingdom of God
Who will not receive many times more in this time and in the age
the Lord ain't on his side tonight
His soul be rose in the sky tonight
Cause this guy be like, "My shit
Is real, my shit is raw
My shit is authentic
And you
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm
His promise
No doubts this ain't no Thomas
He still cares
Been through hell but I'm still here
The Lord has been sincere
What He said in His Word He
buried alive by all of the lies inside our lives
And now we got our hope tonight
The Lord's alive!
Praise God for the life
Of Christ's sacrifice
Gave His
smoked like a gar
Coming with static that shit is habit
I want me a Patek
I'm gone live lavish
And I just been chilling
Could really be spazzing
But
keep it
Bandaned up, braided, still acting a fool
Ha, still the hottest thing in high school, I'm the
[Chorus]
I came through the door blazing
Doggy-bag, everybody listening, beat still bumping
Make you still glistening
Around here we take ballin' to the next step
On them twenty two's back seat in
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