Lyrics:
Dan
Who is the man? That kid there
Who is the chick with the pick in her hair?
Angela, uh Davis, and we roll like Avis
Rent-a-car kid, there you are
Dan
Who is the man? That kid there
Who is the chick with the pick in her hair?
Angela, uh Davis, and we roll like Avis
Rent-a-car kid, there you are
with
Me sitting next to her
Nicki Minaj has fallen asleep
We are at Barclays Center in one of
The dressing rooms, which are low
Low beneath Brooklyn
Him warmly "Here you are
" the prolific rapper and producer tells him
"You've walked in at the right time"
"Sweet, " Ocean replies
Picking up
with them guys that society begrudges
We been thuggin' worldwide got arenas buzzin'
We survived gettin' fronted by Ilena cousin
Before you could sell
by choir]
Searchin so looooong (so long) lost in the clouuuuuds (in the clouds)
Tryin to stay strooooong, and make you prouuuuud - make you proud!
Took
the tabernacle
Some would say the chapel is a haven
The place to travel to escape from the grasp of the enemy
And by the Holy Trinity, you break the shackles
Where
[Genius] Tell Me Where I Am
Tell Me Who You Are
[Doorkeeper] You Are Welcome, Don't Worry
[Doorkeeper Choir] This Is The Right Place
are Lord of all
And the worlds were framed by Your very words
You spoke into existence unseen things
Hebrews 11:4
Today, like Abel, I offer
to the wire, I'm just preaching to the choir
Only reason this beat is so complete, cuz I set this bitch on fire
Working with me requires
You to set your
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
started, and finally, to encourage you to learn about who you are and honor those who have gone before you. They are your history, and you are their result.
Sometimes we never see it
Sometimes we never see it
On All Saints Day, you can see it, if you look
Who are your saints? Who are your saints?
Who are your
your life
Like the purge
You feel me
Ayo J you ready bro
Of course
Ight say that
I'm in a Brooklyn mode
Niggas is killing like ppl are zombies
(Talk
there
You do for so much, but they stab you
That trust turned a avenue
At tabernacles, they pray to a statue
I don't give God enough of my time
Cause
to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some
it your, whatever is? two hundred, three hundred or but whichever bond your son who price you are going to pay? for the people who by the business
after me?
Think of who you are and who you be
My energy holds it down like the nfc
I'm going thorough through your borough
Wit my raider jacket and my
of it
Those who spoke of love have suffered killed by the public
Men are suckers thus subject to be puppets
And are suckered much by little or nothing
wants to rock the microphone after me?
Think of who you are and who you be
My energy holds it down like the NFC
I'm going thorough through your borough
the city,
The nitty gritty, always together like titties.
By any chance that I do get burnt,
You better believe that I'm comin' back, just like a tax
Tha Rebizzle
Yall know who he be
Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn Tha Rebizzle
Yall know who he be
A yo I step up
Rebizzle
Y'all know who he be
Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn Tha Rebizzle
Y'all know who he be
A yo I step up on this rap
worse than your bark?
Are you cock of the walk when you're walking alone?
Because Jellicles are and Jellicles do
Jellicles do and Jellicles would
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