Lyrics:
Call it what you will
For some time we thought
It would work to be a part
Of this scene
That is in our hearts
But we found out real soon
No matter
know the boy'll satisfy you like a toy won't
Yeah, these other dudes playin', but the boy don't
Say it might not work, what do they know?
God, might
Situation getting critical seems like we need a miracle to save us from the physical ah
So my minds on the spiritual eating every word out of Gods
Here's how it works, I've got these faces
You give them names and I won't deport you
Make sure you face my tape recorder
Make no mistake, this
here we can not bend / Paperman How about the water? My cistern's flat. / Pullman Why sure, I come to take care of dat / Chorus BUT You gotta play by
made it easier to connect with God and with the earth just by observing God‘s presence in nature and all things natural.
With out rush I have developed
really scared of passing away
If it's today I hope I hear a
Cry out from Heaven so loud it can water down a demon
With the Holy Ghost 'til it drown in
and you are gonna bear with me
Because I can't work a job like any other slob
Punching in and punching out and sucking up to Bob
Marrying a beeyotch,
situation
Only doing things out of frustration
Tryna make it work, but man, these times are hard
She needs me now, but I can't seem to find the time
I got
God, cast away this curse!
Everybody ah try fi make every end meet
Through every way they endeavor
Lord God you see it
No matter what the world may
on the daily
It seems my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadly
Can't visualize myself as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, serving up
takes me to paradise
Yeah your sex takes me to paradise
And it shows yeah yeah yeah yeah
Cause you make me feel like
I've been locked out of heaven for
smooth synthetic, the physical's mental
But the outcome is energetic
Larger clientele, drops by the CL, the spiritual
To set it one time on the physical
of God, and my faith is growing every day
I tap into the higher faith of my spiritual authorities
I live by faith and not by sight
I see and prepare for
over and chill on yo' couch?
I laughed cause it seemed she had me all figured out
And my game ain't work like it did befo'
Dem are days long gone,
I commit myself to sabotage
See, I can get what I want
Then I'll make it hard to hold on
Convince myself that I'm without a god
A spiritual
you
I can't change, I was God-given
Tryna make me a pop star and they made a monster
I'm posted with my niggas, lettin' the champagne flow
A nigga
that's how we be makin' it (fifty million)
And I came up out the red clay, it ain't no debatin' it
And I got diamonds in the face, you can feel
stop? When will I knock the crap off?
Hailie, tell 'em, baby
My dad's lost it
There's really nothin' else to say, I, I can't explain it
I think my
somethin', they want it the old way (yeah)
Comin' down the block, the windows is so hazy (yeah)
Never said, "I can't," my nigga, there's no way (no way)
a lie
They said it's all fun & games
Till the tools is out
Fuck you, what you gon' do about it?
You know I click clack bang bang
Bang shoot a nigga down
Can you free me from these chains
I've
Been through t
Hese trials and tribulations
Dont say God don't work
In situations cause he's worked
In mine
situation
Only doing things out of frustration
Tryna make it work, but man, these times are hard
She needs me now, but I can't seem to find the time
I got
first we gotta…
Make decisions
God be witness
As we witness
Burning bridges
Stand on ridges
As we look out at the burning cities
Gotta shine this light
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