Lyrics:
Through everyday trials of life
The enemy will have you question your very existence
So I call to tell you the believer that god
God made me He
Preachin' to the choir
You see, God love her
Oh me and God love her
She holds tight to me and the Bible
On the back seat of my motorcycle
Left her daddy
ownership and the 2nd amendment. There really is a double standard and the double standard is defined by race.
It's NIC McG and MISSISSIPPI; two paranoid
away
I should ask a choir, "What do you require
To sing a song that acquire me to have faith?"
As the record spin I should pray
For the record I
that they want me
2012 is the year of mass suicide
Unplug from the matrix you stupid tribe
Digital nations I came to where you would hide
Hopefully you
I guess the point of goin' to college
Was to acquire myself a little knowledge
And help me figure out
What life was really all about
It made
to raise me. I hope I have made her proud.
I wrote and presented this outro for many reasons. One, because I want to honor my ancestors whose blood
thought we was all gonna burst
After daddy cut the big one
At the Horn Lake Mississippi Missionary Baptist Church
He said, "The devil made me do it"
jumped her garders and crossed her thighs.
she jumped to her feet and said,
"Lord have mercy on me!"
As the squirrel made laps inside her dress,
she began
like Aleister Crowley my big homie would say
Do what thou wilt Do what thou want
Start a black mass by the fuckin thousands
You don’t need guns nah you
forgive me for the mistakes I've made
And thanks for keepin my momma safe when she wrecked my Escalade
See I could replace a Cadillac but I can't replace my
Preachin' to the choir
You see, God love her
Oh me and God love her
She holds tight to me and the Bible
On the back seat of my motorcycle
Left her daddy
to God to soothe my fears
I pray for the strength and well-being of my loved ones
Near and dear to me and the people that I'm furthest from
Wisdom
known as a kid that God set apart
Said to me you wanna? I'm gonna go
Try out for the choir fella you should come along
Start attendin' church service in
I choose to get in mine with sunshine and
Soul power powers me through hours of downtime. I see my city in a different state of mind
I find young
of of this poo situation, cadillac down route sixty poo
I made my poo mistakes, but me and my baby gonna leave my poo behind (Hey, fuck off)
*Gibberish
known as a kid that God set apart
Said to me you wanna? I'm gonna go
Try out for the choir fella you should come along
Start attendin' church service in
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
do Sanaa Lathan
Fire Satan, God body, I got the choir hatin'
Rich and rude, plus my lifestyle is ravishing
Laying wood on your wife
I swear it's
head when they sticky sticky
Lyrically sicky sicky, feel it when I speaky speaky
Man, it's freaky freaky, they feeling me, nigga! check it, check it
B U
to the conglomerate
I'm onto it I'm mobbing it intolerant I'm hollering it's providence in the broadest sense
You made the god that brought me to bring trauma to your
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
morning, on fire getting higher
To the sounds of the Georgia mass choir
And I swear to god you ain't ever really smoked reefer
'Til you do it
of the law, I had to conceal it (ay)
And if you mess around, you gon' make me reveal it, ay (ay)
Eleven letters on my back, Mississippi 'til I die
If I
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