Lyrics:
he can be the best
High school midst, got me in the past
But I've been smoking dope; I've been smoking gas
I got a purpose and I know these niggas
like I'm off the phone
At times scared of the unknown
I compose so I elope
Holy flow, bishop pope
Holy Ghost, black hope
Greatest goat in the scope
the beginning was the Son of Man
And in the Son of Man is no sinning
He was with and was Elohim
He became the visible expression of the One Unseen
We see Him by
I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin'
About Learjets and coupes
The way Salt shoops and how they
Sell records like Snoop - (oops)
I'm interrupted by
lyrical
Ya mans he can give a hoot
In the midst of my dreams it seems
I've been fairly mean in the scheme Of things
By line of dna it's my seem of genes
I'm well-connected with your block
Niggas say you can't pop it here
Dead homies better hope it's not a opp in here
Head tap
that boy ain't see it, he
If that nigga a merch then I made a statement then I guarantee he was talkin bout fashion
Naw I ain’t down with OPP I’m naughty by nature this shit
to reach the local YMCA, where he was receiving fahjahly advice from Father Bill in the midst of an uncomfortably religious bout of racquetball.
The man in
movies, you can call me Brad pitt
But i'm back wit it
my nigga oj free and he did it
Me and bishop higher than the old twin towers
Smokin on that
away
My lil cousin' ball, he wanna go to NBA
My Mom said "Go to school son, & get an MBA"
Instead im locked in with the connect like MMA
I was born
Jackson sits there on the square
The one that bears his name
And every day you pass him by
He's begging for your change
He could have been a dancer
touched to be
Recognized by the Foundation
But I've come here tonight
To express another dimension
Of gratitude i think I can do it in
Three or four minutes
of the middle..contemplate..
Seven golden candlesticks..gat a pure golden frame..
Walking in the midst of them..walking he's not lame..
Nails up on his feet..all the people
and praises fair;
Less safe by far is the wisdom found, That is hid in another's heart.
Happy the man who has while he lives, Wisdom and praise as well,
For
that he had won the day
A messenger came, blood on his feet and a wound in his chest,
"The Christians are coming!"
He said, "I have seen their
or clear days you'll find
And so you wait to see what he'll do
Is it sun or rain for you
But it breaks your heart in two
'Cause you've been fooled by
of the Lamb
Chr...
What are we here to do
Is twale! Dobale
He's a wonder, He's a wonder
To me 4x
n the midst of my pains
In the midst of my trials Only You,
that he had won the day;
A messenger came, blood on his feet and a wound in his chest,
"The Christians are coming!" he said, "I have seen their cross
unlike a local bishop's collar out the gate
He says that's why he's late
A real gentleman
I've been the full way round
Crucified the city in
waiting on you...
Especially you
The candles were lit with care by acolytes
Those are the kids that wear the robes and
The older folks in the black
All of my niggas gon’ get up (Trapped in the ghetto)
Follow the Bishop (Yeah)
Niggas will fall in the middle (Yeah)
Tryna get this (Yeah)
Straight up,
surrounded by the cameras
Feds all around us every
Time we try and gather up
I know they heard what I'm sayin'
I ain't a stammerer
I'm a pro in this rap game
Tell his reverence your story
Let us see if he's impressed
You were lodging there last night
You were the honest Bishop's guest
And then, out
For every thing you do
You do for
Me eh eh ehhhh
For God is the king
From the old working salvation
In the midst of the earth
For by grace you have
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