Lyrics:
help us make it through
When I die take me through
Up to Heaven up with you
Gotta holla at my daddy and my nigga Griles too
And God know I'm thug
help us make it through
When I die take me through
Up to Heaven up with you
Gotta holla at my daddy and my nigga Griles too
And God know I'm thug
Haha, oh my God
Listen, I think I can hear it
Mac Lethal is hypin' himself in the mirror
His wife tries to tell him that she's gettin' curious
[B-Real]
Funkmaster Flex, is down with us
KRS-One, he's down with us
The Wu-Tang Clan is down with us
Busta Rhymes you know he's down with us
the other twelve play like R.Kelly
But missing out on someone God given is what scares me
So discernment on who's good for me is really where my prayers be
neeky little shit to get me blocked
What the fuck is that?
I've been keeping quiet for a sec but now I'm busting back
Got my brother sorting out my
to give your family your time
If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down
They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you
is amazin’
Beats by Chase M
Sound funky like twelve slapboxin’ Jamaicans
In the elevator, haze in the air from blowin’ trees
Not from the teasin’
blind us
Define where the lines are
Do not let your silence imply you're alright with the type of agenda they try to prescribe us
Admire, inspired by
of your heart dot com
Is just a captain's hat and a fife
If you're a little gifted you pick up the easiest instrument to play in the world
Which is
you ain't believe in us but God did.
Beat produced by Gobrayze
Engineered and mixed by Chris jo
Never let 'em know your next move
No smoke and mirrors
like us)
(To be the have-nots, all hail)
(God bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin' doubt)
We must fight, for brother Mumia
We
Fuck with us, come try it
Fuck it up, we a riot
If these kids wanna hear something fresh we supply it
Then we come back for more by this game we
enemies pawns
The red don communist threat, burried and gone
So they invented a war, the government can carry on
It makes me wonder if the word of god is
tasteless
They'd see the vision if I made it
If god is real then I repent for all my sin
But what's the use of a god
When the devil lives within
The things I
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
This rap shit crack
I'm just serving the fiends
My crew stay ready for war
I gotta gang of Marines
I'm reigning supreme
Plus I got Tha God on my team
wasn't no need for killin'
Man, that shit sad, imagine how his kids is feelin'
And y'all owe his baby moms an apology
Niggas saw him pullin' up that's
Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
Don't just want a piece I want my whole destiny
If you got it, I'm gone take it
If you're
But only you
My only fear is God
So don't consider it as odd
This fire that you're seeing in my eyes
Ain't a façade
Cause when you see me
I'm outside
you what the deal is
These labels try to make us millionaires
But they ain't feel us if the glass is half empty
I'm coming back to fill it, yeah
You got
up,
Come with me and watch come people get done up.
Recking shop just for fun bro, is the motto we life by,
And all I’ve got is my fam,
So if you mess
just tryna live by some principles
(man why?)
We love Him can't get enough of him
So that's the God we living for
Because of who He is
If I'm worth
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