Lyrics:
continue in faith and you steadfast
In the gospel hope you done heard about
God's own Son makin' peace by
Bridgin' that chasm, it's a big gap
Wicked in our
And a bitch by the name of America's on it
The same bitch that jacked my forefathers
And the Indians took my motherfucking religion
Place a holy Bible in my
nothing on you
I just want you by my side I’ll be waiting on you
Jah know say in a way in a way
Only you girl blow my mind away
In a way in a way
Just for
find a way to survive, shit is a miracle
We got mice in the crib and roaches in the toasters, rice in the fridge
Bread in the oven by the roaster
We be
know I want to do it Christ Way
To speak expound enlight recite
Open up the word of God and meditate day and night
No matter what you're going through
Jesus, only way our sins removable
Bring the kids to the gospel like D. Moody
Woman don't need makeup to show your beauty
If Yamz on the cam then we
say you don’t believe in Jesus
Bet that cross on yo neck bet it hit different
When lights on It and the diamonds glistening repent
Change the way ya
bottles of sorrow then chose poems and novels
The gospel was told, some souls it swallowed whole
Mentally they fold, and they eventually sold
Their
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
I broke bread upon the plough man's table
Did the good work when I was able
Found my way up when it was hard to stand up
Never gave up when the going
Daze Gone Bye
Awake and I tell it "goodbye"
By the way these days are the future
So I say "hi"
'Cause the future has arrived
Daze Gone Bye
Awake
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
polluted by the world
We are the resistance
I'm with that tribe of Christians
Trynna tell anyone who's listening
That's ignorance, it's not our religion
by the world
We are the resistance
I'm with that tribe of Christians
Trynna tell anyone who's listening
That's ignorance, it's not our religion
We are
of, 'cause it's sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes
Changed my identity from sinner to no name
Gave my soul flame
Now it's nothing but Gospel
Whenever I flow man
From Philly to the mid-west right thurr
My mic
It was by His grace oh by His grace oh
I’m not disgrace oh I’m not disgrace oh
It was by His grace oh it was by His grace oh Freke na my name oh
I’m
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
Hallelujah
Preach the gospel in the streets, yeah that's how I reap
Preach it in the nation yeah I reap what I sow
I gotta tell the truth there's
when I have to be it again
Writing all these lines
But you probably won't see half of 'em
Bring it all the way back to the green eggs and ham
Diving
put a hit on they best friend
But ain't that the way it go? Either that or a raggedy ho
Or a rat-ass nigga with a rat-ass wife, workin' for them
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