Lyrics:
taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fear relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
waistline, sex with the bass line
She gon' fuck a snare drum one drink at a time
Blow right, hoes fight over my name
I got my dough right, hustle running all
the bands like a nigga went to Jackson State
Or Grambling
Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin'
Watch the way I handle it, uh
Bring it
Thee grant it Jesus is my plea
Daily walking close to Thee let it be dear Lord let it be
In this world with toil and snare if I falter Lord who cares
to Jackson State
Or Grambling
Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin'
Watch the way I handle it, uh
Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shit is
my heart to fear
And grace my fear relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
Through many dangers, toils and snares
Bounce
All, all I wanna do
Is see your body move
I know you want it to
So what you gonna do?
Can you smell the base?
Taste a little snare
The look
world of toil and snares,
If I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.
Just a closer walk
taught my heart to fear
And grace my fear relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
Through many dangers, toils and snares
these bees like doublemint
They say gon head I roger that??
Cake I get alota that
I snare my money out the trap
And took it to the laundromat
Niggas no
to Mel-Man
And I know they're gonna hate
But I don't care, I barely can wait
To hit 'em with the snare and the bass
Square in the face
This fuckin' world
and no tricks
Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks
Make the whole industry wanna go and bit
I say you sit, we sit, I sit
While I go shit on a mix like
time I'm rhyming
In accordance with the snare
I got impeccable time, junior
They say that I'm the one
And you, you are the prototype
You might have
The trunk in the Caddy was rocking out
Slap a nigga in the face with the 808s
Even made Pac salute, snares like a bear trap
They're unbearable too, bare
the air
I make the 40 cal clap
Like the motherfuckin' snare from the L-1-3
To the DPG
I just got my weed license, fuck the LAPD
This old man, yeah, he sure
sprung
Every time I get a chance
To cum over I overcome over the snare drum
Say who fucking with you if you the God MC?
I tell em nun! Get it? I tell em
the number one emcee, best believe
I love the pianos and I love the flow
I love the snare drum, I love oh
I can't cuss on radio
Because if I do they just might
you up on eagle's wings
Bear you on the breath of dawn
Make you to shine like the sun
And hold you in the palm of His hand
The snare of the fowler
Will
tryin to hide it
Some detune it, some take it up a key
Sprinkle my kicks and snare
Soundin' like little me's
It's a shame 'cuz you make little cheese
How
runnin' past while y'all walk
Shady made me for bringin' it back
'Fore the history of rap is gone with a snap
A snare and a clap
What happened to just
heart to fear
And Grace, my fears relieved
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have
bruh you ain't hearing that?
Then you deaf blood moving like a snail
You can catch a slug hit you like a snare
I got big drums hunt for every dollar
I
rap like I got a demon in me
Sometimes I'm off beat
But maybe that's just the energy that I bring
I can't hear a snare when it's lyrics I see
Can't
the mic
It still ain't fair, but beware
When Trex is near, hitting the snare
Drum to the beat, up to my feet
The peak I seek, the summit I be
I ain't say
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