Lyrics:
nobody else
Fuck that shit ima make it by myself
Fuck that shit ima do it by myself
That’s not me I’m not myself
Michael Jordan 23 but I’m 22
Living life
everything
Tell me why, tell me when
Make your soup, taste this bread
Can I have your life instead
I'm the singer, I'm the song
Give it up, give it up
You can call me atlas
Shoulder the weight of the world I'm way past practice
And adlibs
Aince 11 i knew i had to have it
By any means grab it
Do this
erase all my mistakes
I'm just a man who falls on his face
Servants and kings have all felt this pain
By now I should be sick of falling on my face
Probably just less
Or more boring
And I guess
They liked me
So we formed
The Grand Facade
And we didn't have a singer
And we never played out
And there
amok
But it didn't matter because it's just a ride"
I'm here and the room
Had me thinking of me a lot
Of how it was clean and now it's full
Of oddly
against
I am the Lord and you're my servant
I'm the King of Death
Obey the law you unbeliever
Or go to hell
Die for me, obey by all means
Go through lands
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
hundred, had a bomb smoke that's real
I hate see the homies pass by, they creep inside
Lettin niggaz know that this the see-SIIDE! (yeah)
{*with singer
Your grace is enough, more than I need
At your word I will believe
I wait for you, draw near again
Let your spirit make me new
And I will fall
Your grace is enough, more than I need
At your word I will believe
I wait for you, draw near again
Let your spirit make me new
And I will fall
i'm sick of this life I see
It has to be my family who lift me off the floor
Make sense of all the madness in a world full of money
Full of tears,
I say
Mass information assimilation got me filled with
Highly volatile hostile crazy wild ill shit
Cold rhymes get laced by the sick slang singer
I am not a servant I might buy my mom a Birkin
Do not try me it's not worth it
Yeah your life I will return it
Imma light this shit up like the 4th
makes me not judge as much
See, this is really us together, like
We chose to do this, this not no higher
Powers, like, I know what this nigga does
want?
[Female Singer]
First you want me in
Then you want me out
(Ya'll niggaz is too fickle)First you want me in
Then you want me out
[Verse 1]
You
I'm not a rapper, I'm a singer with a flow
I've got a habit of spitting
Quicker lyrics you know
You found me ripping the writtens
Out
to allow
You're my singer
Lemme be your song
No matter what you want to do
Let me pick along
I just want to sing along
Country ladies
Take us by the hand
by the Spirit, devil can't control me
People that don't like me never got to know me
If it's a bug about me, get the pesticide
Cause I'm a soldier for
had high-top Nikes
I had diamonds in my mouth, and diamonds on my mic
By the time I woke I was singing "I'm on a boat"
'Cause I'm a singer turned
Your grace is enough, more than I need
At your word I will believe
I wait for you, draw near again
Let your spirit make me new
And I will fall
that I saved
Refuse to lose myself today
My sins remind me every day
I am so much stronger
Servant to hate no longer
Now I see there's so much more
For
couple heart beats I'm the lead singer like Dave and she notice me I might link her tonight
If you gone come for the king come correct
Better make sure you
[Hook: Unknown Singer]
Live by the gun, die by the forty (x7)
[Killah Priest]
I see demons in the atmosphere
Gats appears out of nowhere
Blood
Discuss these make me a servant by the maranatha singers Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In