Lyrics:
you do and who you do it for
If He came back, would He know you like a UFO?
Unidentifiable. It's not the object, it's not a contest
But if I bring one
doesn't live by bread alone
The devil finallly said, "Jesus, if You'll just worship me
"Then I'll give you gold that glitters
"Every crown, and all You
So you know we showing out tonight
That's what it's bout baby
The Family we ride, north, west, south, east side
Epitome is in the house tonight
And you
addiction I struggle with is a thorn in my side
Every day I wake up, I'm just tryna get by
Fam don't know what happens behind closed doors
Only Jesus sees me
of man
That He should change His mind
He is the same
Yesterday
Today
And forever
So, if you want to recieve Jesus
As your Lord and Savior
All you have
fuck wit' the Sheisty hoes
I done did it all, nigga
Yo, what would make a scared man pull a trigga'?
The same thing that make a scared man act bigga'
nigga mind
The man I've become an what do I define
By default i've been livin'
In a steep decline
And the trailer park we up in deep run
We had low funds,
leave the house shakin'
When I do a show shit, even my haters thank me
You won't ever hear a song
And be like "this is wack"
I make rappers do it like
day one
Almost had it all then the day comes
When they walking through your house with the strap out
Pointing at your head, got the bread then you
the oppressed
The expelled
Those dealt a bad hand
Those damned
You might not understand
Don't be mad
Your life is planned by a program You're trapped
AI controls
with this chicken wondering if I'ma creep her
Little hoodrat bitch from 25th named Tenika
Coming through, like I do, you know, getting my bark on
Knew
sure an eyewitness account
The good news an empty tomb hear what this story about
This rhythm with a reason, your Savior's name is Jesus
The One
ain't perfect
Neither am I
Now I'll never give a fuck
Plugged plugged plugged
That's what happened to you
If I had glock
I would've been
Behind bars by
you off by end of your road instead of right house cause shit could get real for you
Your father wanna dictate your life so much
Do shit you don’t like
homes we can go ahead shoot a few homes
I swear to God you do not know what you started
If you want to talk we gone see where your heart is
My niggas see
if there was a road to heaven
That's what came to me today
Would there be Traffic jams with diamond lanes
Potholes filled up with rain
Would
Yellow top missing
Yeah, yeah
That shit look like a toupée
I get what you get in ten years, in two days
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
If you get
limbs
Your drunk you can’t handle your drink
A lot of men put their lives on the line
Only God knows what these gamblers think
Sometimes I’m surprised I’m
While you're doing your dance I want you to make moves
No one out there thought you could do
You know my name and my game and what I'm here to do
Oh, Baby I wonder, if you were mine
'Til the end of the world bae, what would it be like
Just to go to sleep beside you every night
I want this forever,
suggested we do everyday
Are the same things that make you question
If you like the way that we like each other
If you like me to try again
O thoba pelo O
Don't start shit with me
Boy stay in your lane
If you do you'll get this
Heavy metal to your brain
Bow, bow, bow!
How you so evil but don't got no money
A ha
They say you live by the knife
You die by the sword
They made a cross out of wood and nailed Him to the board
Recognizism what He did for our
A ha
They say you live by the knife
You die by the sword
They made a cross out of wood and nailed Him to the board
Recognizism what He did for our
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