Lyrics:
walking
Readily waging all this extremity as a toxin
Boat you straight through memories down to Davie Jone's locker and
I'm boxer in my mind as I battle
flossin,
Crawlin on them inches
Fall up in the club
? all the women
Who are you?
Mike jones! who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones!
Boy
life, all my life, all my life knew I'd be here (All my life)
These days, at this point in my life, you know what I mean
I kinda really wanna use music
faces cases, judges n jurors, masons lawyers n cops
I watch 'cause every thugs face is my mirror
But this was one in particular
This kid he was
the one who can save
So I look upward I look to your face
I will not trust them no I will waste
Any of my strength it's all by your grace
Jesus your king
employ
I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, I'm a swisher man
8 in the mornin' you bouta get found by
a ride no way
If I get caught, in a ride all day
If you talk to the feds that's a boom bye-ay
You can't come 'round mine nigga what no way
This is
He's the general
Yup he put me on
And since then I Love Jesus
Hooked to songs
That'll have me worshipping
All day long
Not only in the form
Caught up with a multitude with glowing faces
Who all know a Savior who heard our anguish
Felt our pains and seen our waste
Been disgraced
He knows this
remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix,
[Verse 6: Fat Joe]
All these n*ggas wanna front trill with them stiff faces
Till them n*ggas lyin' still up in stiff
What's up y'all this is DJ Official
And here it is eternal Cypha
Reppin' the Lord Jesus Christ to the fullest
It's going down, it's going down
Now
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
how shall I put this... what say we hop in the trunk of your Gremlin AN' GET OUR ROCKS OFF...
Hey! hey-hey-hey-heyyyy.... Jesus!...
(voice in back):
my guard up all along,[00:23.09]All the hurt made me feel wrong[00:24.80]Truth never sells, but truth can compel[00:28.06]Stopped me dead in my
around
You need to watch your mouth
Before you talk at all
I feel like Jesus when he soaked his feet
You see they soul release
And then it's problem solved
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
Turn me all way up
l know l got that flow back nigga
You got couch here
Real rap peel back in the Mac black
She ain't at where I'm at send that ass
It's only by this love, we will see Your face
Your word washes over me
My crimson stains now clean
Oh, I'm made new
Holy and blameless, I stand
Jesus
I show you how to do this youngin
How you want it my sneaks is nine hundred
These ain't Gucci baby these is the Louis
In the kitchen with the white
at School Atleast I’m fly
Looking in the mirror in this rue 21 Shit and all I can ask is why?
Looking back at that I was corny I Wont even lie
A couple years
The illest mother fucker
Is in this room right now
It's Baron Jones baby
What more do I need to say
We bout to do a couple things we ain't done
time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine
I cry at times I once contemplated suicide
And woulda' tried but when I held that 9, all I could
time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine
I cry at times I once contemplated suicide
And woulda' tried but when I held that 9, all I could
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