Lyrics:
Bruce Lee Roy, I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they
Keep it
ticket I feel like I'm will calling
Niggas hating on me I don't feel for 'em
Cause my South Philly niggas kill at will for 'em
And my North Philly
and we're already enough
I put down my bag of my thoughts and found a token of love
I said I don't think that we should look for heaven above
The promise
Got to know who I am, because people will try to put me on the cross for my sins
They hate me, cause they know I've been great and they know young
by my self in my bed
Surrounded by Living and dead
I hope they won't get me possessed
My soul is so powerful dash
Through all of the beings that are
a little crazy
Me and all my homies
Calling all the shots
Barely calling home, no no
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Preach when you tag me (preach)
I still go to church
used by me the HOV
Look at my hair free, care free
Niggas ain't near free
Enjoy your chains, what's your employer name with the hair piece?
I
come thru and kill it
Thought I was done with rap//But how can I leave my saviour
Once upon a time, I was ready to die//Then real quick I was saved by
algorithm's interpretation of socialism
Causing social schisms how I spit the rhythms
Programmed by a system where the innocent in prison for the crime of just
yeah I heard it through the grapevine
Just know I’m hungry by any means imma get mine
Tell me what you want from me
I can hear em' calling, yeah they
said he could make me a star,
one of the biggest things the world had ever seen.
The big time was calling and I was on my way.
He introduced me
my past and opening every door
I am your child and I'm worth fighting for
Eyes haven't seen
Ears haven't heard
All you have planned for me
if you promise to be true (you promise?)
I will never put my hands on you, come on, and think about it
If you gon' stand by me (if you gon' stand
won't sell
but I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean
it's my magazine, isn't it?
So I was thinking that as the snowflakes fell
and I heard
won't sell
but I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean
it's my magazine, isn't it?
So I was thinking that as the snowflakes fell
and I heard
to find
Pretended we were
So very very hard to find
Walking home
Trapping me in the corner
Got blood on your hands
Calling my boy mao zedong
Walking home
know how to encounter an odyssey
Far beyond belief and endure out of a drought
Feel my calling calling me, hey!
Like what do I do now?
My brain's so bent
And my jersey is in the rafters
I prayed to Jesus he heard me
I’m purging you through the rapture
Shit get tricky they get worried
I’m calling shots I
I've gone through life pretending
That time will change the ending
I became weak when I heard, that his body expired
It was hard for me to believe
I was sinking deep in sin far from the peaceful shore
Very deeply stained within sinking to rise no more
What the Master of the sea heard my
friends
Cus I know that they hating
We used to fuck in yo dorm
Now you acting out of the norm
Got me like what is on?
Why you ain’t calling my phone?
filled with low earners
Youths rolling round with two burners
That's how I got my rapping permit
Wait have you heard about peace? It's a miracle
Wait have
And there I don't just write it but I spew it
But I'm not about to beg for y'all to listen to my music
But you ain't heard the last of me
Said you ain't heard
greater
Never heard of me You've never heard a love letter
I am Gods saint Gods son made from the lord's breath
Don't fall stay strong that's what the lord
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