Lyrics:
the game
I hit the streets fans run up to me and tell me that that I'm runnin thangs
Mike Jones, Slim Thug, Lil Keke we be valetin in v.i.p sippin henessy
untouched give me 1g uncut
Block am for Wuse 2
Hit up my guys wit tools
Nack with 2 by 2
This one na nit cruise
Run on the jonzing jones
This one na nit
I need you to heal me from
Lord please save me from
Songwriter: Nala Rose
Producer: Jeremiah (Major) Jones
Engineer: Shawn George
The Lord Has Been So Good To Me
Am The Lord's Goodness And Faithfulness
Why won't I Sing For Joy
Obim Toochukwu
When The World Looked Away
(HE Came Through)
the stands I don't dance
In the club by the door
With the gun by my hands
By my pants a motherfuckin' eighty-
I'ma tell all you niggas, y'all niggas owe me
from Quincy Jones
Or George Benson
What you fighting for?
Okay, look, look
Let me understand this
You've been living through life
Like a humble bandit
I
rip off the mask, seek the truth and just try
Like alex jones himself says brother, let me hear your war cry
Mister jones and I were really baffled by
lights
Gonna take y’all to see Jesus tonight
Raise your Dixie cups to the sky
Todays the day that we all die
Jim Jones was the Kool-Aid Man
Burst through
Oh grandma (Mike Jones! Who?)
DJ Slice, tear me up baby, tear me up
This heah for my grandma mayne
I love you baby
The whole family miss you baby
radar gun at me
Hey why you going my way
Flying down the highway
You trying to get yourself killed
Pull over it's Sheriff Jones!
Hey I'm asking nicely
of the global terror
It's gon' be an eye for an eye til' they're totally blind
That's why me and half our nation voted what's right
Cause you never know when they
skeet is far
From what I'm trying to do ,Who I'm trying to be
Mother f f f fuck this industry
If I gotta be MC U to do MC Me
(George Watsky MP3)
[Intro/Chorus fading in and out in background]
Ok, ok, (heeeyyyy) yeah
We back in this bitch (Lovely Daze like this...)
Jim Jones nigga (you
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
I had a Pilot Jones (what you know about him?)
She took me high (oh, did she now?)
Then she took me home (you talkin' 'bout?)
Pilot Jones, Pilot
right
Got caught by a bullet
Jon lost his life
Ay lord
Why babies dyin
Young mamas cryin
Make me ask God why
Make a grown man scream out
Dear lord
Ay lord
Oh lord, you got me
Got me feeling
Like I could toss away the secrets I'm concealing
You don't "get" me
But, why would you
You still come closer than
See the truth behind the lies
By reversing their lie finding the truth that they hide
Its called read between the lines
Motherfuckers frustrate me
the greatest
If you don't believe it
Okay just wait and see
I can do all things through Christ
He who strengthens me
Guided by the light
Jon Is born to fight
Any
that man is totally gracious
But I'm thinking, "Damn, why not me?"
We could even sing it on TV
Just like him and old Julio Iglesias
I ain't never
can get wacked
Jim jones the Color of my drank by The way
If you pouring like I'm pouring put Your cups up for me
Ameri all on my jeans
My pants sag
to me
At 33 on old black wax
You don't give them what somebody thinks will please
Just makes something that kicks! as I'm drinking
That George Jones
me why they cain't come home
If you care about your future please listen to the song
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
I think about my homies, I think
call on my gal,
Now remember, old pal,
When you get back home.
(Repeat Refrain)
""Life's A Funny Proposition After All
Music and Lyrics by George M.
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