Lyrics:
you think about that, MISSISSIPPI?
Man, the police protect themselves. Why you shouldn't protect yourself, bruh?
No doubt
Defend yourself by any
on Mississippi mass I don't think they heard you
I'm a conquer, I'm victorious, I won't be stopped
(There's nothing that can stop god's plan) I won't be
all waiting on you...
Especially you
The candles were lit with care by acolytes
Those are the kids that wear the robes and
The older folks in the black
The boss is on your back and I'm waiting for the city
Trying to put it on the map counting 1 Mississippi (Yeah)
I'll be there in a jiffy you thicker than
you ain't gotta ask (Uh, uh)
Way before the quarantine, I was in a mask
Asked niggas for six feet
Pop 'em in the ass you rap it like a G
Wasn't poppin'
historical times ours on records
Welcome to a parallel universe
You were tryna sing this song but never knew the words
They would orchestrate it for choirs all
don't care I would die but I can't
Most days just write up in a pad
Listen to recordings or recording for the mass
Fuck all these recordings all my music
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
when it's sticky (sticky)
Can't believe you niggas tryna diss me (what?)
Show you how fast I'ma get him (on God)
Bet I find his body by three
and hard on the farm, with animals, crops, and farm tools; and you have done all that you can do in life, at some point, God is going to call you home to be
Everyday do it for my people
You ain't really bout that fam you see through
How they take mass killers non lethal But shoot Jacob seven times like
prepare yourself to fight weapons of Mass destruction
The instruction is clear we must make the Church function
With the armor of God we cause a spiritual
them strings
Now Coot didn't care much for lyrics he just made 'em up as he went along
And Lord I wish they had tape back then cause I'd sure love
All God's children are the apple of His eye
Even the ones we can't stand sometimes.
But because you care just to go outside
And I need something
doesn't matter
As long as you continue to manipulate my hunger
I've had enough
Do you like laws that imprison those
Driven by the incision of injustice
The festive season might test your reason
But for me it's a chance to season like a cast iron pan
I'm the last iron man
God gave me heart like
I'm
I'm all you got, ho, you know I'm the God, ho
The God of the sun and the light, like Apollo"
Tunechi
Pray for my enemies
Lord, I need clarity
notoriety
The mass media has given all these other athletes
I just needed someone great who looked like me
Jim Thorpe you could be my Muhammad Ali
Afflicted
her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain
Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm
me G. All those die that are sent for me.
Tally-Boom-By-Ye… MASS DEMP do not play-
Each and every day ‘round my way. I stay aware…
‘Cause you just
But then America fucked up and blamed up
I guess it's cause we black that we targets
My only fear is God, I spit that hard shit
In case you don't
not killing each other, we're only really killing you
And if I kill myself
Then your voice is gone for good
Think God forgot me on the rocks in search
with God
Killed my pride, picked up my cross
Cast my cares on the one true king
Peace of God inside when I speak my peace
And it ain’t all me only by His
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