Lyrics:
should've stayed in the closet
Ya life is like a mock trial (order order)
Like havin a phone with no-one to dial you claim that (?) is your pile
I'm organizin
swear we some drummers
Remember when Tyson Got shot down that Summer
I pray for his mama cuz i Told his mama
Tie just got shot
By some crips on the Blocks
Just to get some neck (Yeah)
I ain’t tryna flex (Yeah)
Two-tone Patek (Yeah)
Gotta keep it safe (Oo)
Can’t trust a bitch (Uuh)
Got a lil backend
Oh I saw you call me thirty-one times last night, then what?
I would’ve answered on thirty-two, but you think you called my bluff
(Yeah yeah yeah)
ever reckon, the truths not random
Heard seldom, never seen
Blinded by greed, more more embrace poverty
Witness hypocrisy, were new age commodities
Work
veins
Carried us through this age, this gospel truth
Has ravished death, hell and the grave
Ordaining freedom for slaves and setting right what was made
ain't do no fraud
I'm a bitch wit' good credit, could've went to school for law
Two pistols in his drawers, yeah, oh yeah
Bat it up, knockin' pictures
is…
Oh
And he will never tell the truth
No he will not admit it
As he turns on the television
He locks the door of his own prision
Oh and he hides in
working through me so just know
Verse 2:
By his grace alone I'm livin' to see brighter days
And with his light I know he directs me in all of my ways
round this place
So crowded I can hardly breathe
You can only see about a block or two
In L. A. that's the truth
I'm looking for some country life
Some
4
Spent 4 years in college, got more debt than before
9+5, that’s 14
Two weeks of vacation’s all I get in Maldives
9 to 5 for something I really don’t
them two years on
it was amazing
what they'd learned
twice as cool, twice as fast
twice as loud, twice as long
they were at least twice as good
and about
on my knees and took my life back
The road is narrow, but we on the right track
There is no retreat, we have supreme victory
Resist the coward and he has
going way up
What a day what a day
Love the hater showing fake love
You know we saucy by nature
Yeah we really bout to take off
I just dey grind on my own
Alienation: the product of our toil
Two ankles swinging above the dipping floor
Suspended in the fixture of this is how it is
Begging for ours,
and calculate how many "no's'" it would take
Before my nose was wide open and I'm all in her face
Yeah, I struck out swingin', but I'm all in your bass
With
Treacherous livin'
I put my life on the line
If it betters my children's
I'm from a place where niggas raised by they
Mommas and no support from they fathers
deeper
(The) chain got stronger
The grip I had I could last no longer
And just before I let go
He came and save my soul
HOOK:
It took the Savior
To give
and you know it's the truth/
That I'll be there for you anytime you need/
Just promise me, promise me, that you will never leave/
I hope it's not
up
So I ain't got no time to waste
Don't want a watch with a diamond face
I wanna watch through a scope
Head shot from a mile away
Ya head pop like
strangers Into my mind! Is the realm you shall ever discover my truth or my unholy purpose Please take my hand! Take a chance for the first time have no fear
history
tells me eight centuries of this, see...
anytime anyone upsets the status quo
you're stabbed in the back by the so-called liberal whores
i know
the difference,
If only for the right schism
Elegance takes percision
Catch flies with simple syrup,
Sacrifice pure vision
Truth is a nervous system
Balanced
them boys know bout 5th Ward?
(Ghetto dope)
(5th Ward)
(5th Ward)
(5th Ward bass)
[ VERSE 2 ]
A lot of ignorant muthafuckas out of 5th Ward'll
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