Lyrics:
Jesus, You're the King, You broke me free
Always know, He'll pull you off the ground
He's never let me down
No one can touch His crown, no, no
You bring us
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
the unpredictable
Heaven is invisible, but hell isn't physical
Let me stop with the spiritual.. whoa
Let me spit at you, show you how to move with no vehicle
Come
knew from the start
Deep down in her heart
That she and Tommy were worlds apart
But her mother said, "Never mind, your part
Is to be what you'll be"
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
Medias creating us socially blind
I live in a world that's divided
I'm trying to guide those
Who are living inside it
With music and poems
You know why I
fast
I'm never fucked up to where I can't whoop your ass
You'll neck'll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music
Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools,
fast
I'm never fucked up to where I can't whoop your ass
You'll neck'll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music
Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools,
world besides phony
Put that on the Soul that the Lord gave me
Before I go gotta let em know
From the get go I rep what I do know that's God yo
You
I'm Kermit sipping on tonic
Minding my business teaching Ebonics
This music got white America hooked on phonics
Promise I know you doubting like
feathers
Everywhere we go, we create a dilemma
Coming to America, really the set
I'll let your soul glow, I'm keepin' you wet
All my cold Decembers, I
knew from the start
Deep down in her heart
That she and Tommy were worlds apart
But her mother said, "Never mind, your part
Is to be what you'll be"
fucking ugly
It's ugly
America The Beaut shit, fuck
If you're trying to get by and do the best you can
To earn a dollar lemme hear you holler: YES I AM
If
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
Their lies
Upside down, upside down, down
Their lies
Upside down, upside down
When you pull up, will you pull it?
Are you the shooter? Trigger
in the west side of America
Enjoying the deserts of Arizona, living in a cheap hotel with a bad smell, I'm on a highway
To hell, you wouldn't want
don't care
I don't care what you say
(I don't care what you say)
We never played by the same rules anyway
(yeah)
I won't be there anymore, get out of my
of Masonic symbolism
And I understand if you can find it extremely hard to calculate it
As a dude who refer to himself as God, let me demonstrate it
If you
Consequent steamed off
How does she know when she's loved if she never hears it loved?
Her I love you?
I love you too!
Do you?
Yes I do!
How do you
I know?
How
good about yourself right now, huh?
(Satisfy) is has come to you (yeah, 6ix)
Hold up let me get it now
Bitch, I'm here to win it now
L-O-G-I-C, I'm
kept my mouth shut
I followed you along down the stairs
I said, "Whatever you need from me, whatever you need
Just let me know what you need"
We
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
gettin' you stripped
Too many niggas watered down
Might go to sinking they ship
And if it's beef, I cut the trip
I never pull up and dip
It's Precious
finally thinking clear now
Went and put the beer down, let go of my fears now
Gave up nuff careers got tired of counting years down
With nothing to show for
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