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I'D RATHER HAVE JESUS
(Rhea F. Miller - George B. Shea)
« © '59 Public Domain »

I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be his than
two-toned shoes,
And I can sing the blues.

[Chorus:]
Look out, kids, it's the F. B. I.
We got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take
the F. B. fucking I!
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

Makin' a run to Mexico
Na na na na na
Oh yeah
Makin' a run to Mexico

Na na na na na
Makin'
today
I don't want to hear the stories
About your mama and papa
No I don't want to hear you cry
For me there's no second chance right now
It's the F.
the National Guard and the F. B. I. 
There's a van from the Eyewitness News 
And helicopters circling around in the sky 
And the bullets are flying, the body
too short, I ain't g ot no time

G ot one life, it?s gonna be mine

Livin? w ild and free, don't w ant no J.O. B.


Well now, the la ndlord?s knocking,
Donny and Marie went punk
B.F. Skinner has eaten my dinner
There's a body in that trunk

Everybody wants to know what gives
But I know where the Tarantula
R.O.C., we running this rap s***
Memphis Bleek, we running this rap s***
B. Mac, we running this rap s***
Freeway, we run this rap s***
Oh
these b. need me they f. me then feed don't make no house wife I kno goddamn free

[gurl verse]
I could be a pimp if I wanna bossin these niggas arounds
stop (Ahh ooh)

Levi, Michael B. and me
We get funky
(Continental) {x3} {The Continental sample}
Damn the DJ 
(Damn U) {Damn you sample}
What's the name
the pirates
Then hit Africa and try to fix the Virus
Go back to the hood tell Huggy open the hydrents
R.I.P Stack B. I'm ma keep you alive kid
Dressed in
ain't got O.G.s like me
B. Sig, Young Hov', Dame Dash, Kareem
Nigga please, somebody must've gassed your team
Think a nigga outrun or outlast gangrene
like us
My n**** please, y'all young'ns ain't got O.G.s like me
B. Sig, Young Hov', Dame Dash, Kareem
N**** please, somebody must've ga**ed your team
ain't got O.G.s like me
B. Sig, Young Hov', Dame Dash, Kareem
Nigga please, somebody must've gassed your team
Think a nigga outrun or outlast gangrene
Ahhh se? Right see the thing that?s got it all f*cked up now is camera-phones.
How the hell am I supposed to be able to do a line in front
Frankie B. jeans bwoy 
Its necessary, We stays in Burburry 
And a Mark Jacob bag and a H-Tod shoe (Whoo) 
(2X)

(-Verse 2-)
When we walk up in
Report
Bout a high speed Porsche, i.e.
You n****s ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in this
ain't know about a Robb Report
'Bout a high speed Porsche, i.e.
You n****z ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the door
Like 'Eric B. for
(Real bad)
Niggas actin' bad (Ooh, ooh)
[E-40]
I grew up listenin' to Too Short and Freddie B.
It's some nigas out there between Magic Mike and Calvin
[Pras]
Uh, yeah, huh, yeah
Yo, yo, yo, I'll do a double dish cleaner 
The funny ass cats remind me of a skinner
Now you listen up, now what, heat
(b. andersson, b. ulvæus)
Scaramouche
(instrumental)

Varför ska det vara så seriöst för, alltid?
Nä, I england
I mean this; you seen this
Blue steel fo'fo'; the caliber - Excalibur
I'm a destroy my next challenger
B. Rob, high post emcee
Quick to spray Raid
doe
Rhymes too drastic, bastard, pull hookers like elastic
N. B. A. style, fantastic
No time to bite, but I just might, tonight I write left-handed
past the seats

Me with the twin eagle, B. Sigel and Bleek
And I got the whole city ready to throw toast wit' me
I'm loved, niggas want to throw
Cecille B.
The rest'll be the aftermath, the most got statistics
Pharoahe Monch, Steve Post about to lift it


I gotta get mine, give it back so you

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