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this motherfuckin' game!

When a little time go by, they forget what you've done for them
Always tried to comfort them, now you ready to come for them

Money on My Brain

Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6

1995

peppered
Son when I let off you meet your Lord and shepherd
Bloody money gets niggaz deaded and wetted
Don't forget it, money's the metal and my hand is

know
Put me on the stage, got the crowd, going cra-zy
Bopping like the Da Ba-by, the Devil never faze, me
My mission is, leading souls, to the Lord

too long it has been contained therein
Lord, I praise you because you're differenct.
and efficient.
and you've tweaked my spirit just enough so that
I

with me
Just talk to me I understand that you stressed
Praise the lord, exercise your freedom in life 
And God Bless
God Complex

that song what its like and jam praise the lord,
I don't do this for the money I do it for fun,
You might hang around some gangsters but you ain't one,

roads before
And I don't wanna go down them anymore

A man on the street hands me a little card
Sayin come on over boy let's praise the Lord!
I'll be

Hol’ on, hol’ on, show me where the money at (Whoa)
I don’t care ‘bout y’all, make the bag and do my money dance (Yeah)
Gonna praise the lord on her

Exalt the lord and worship his name let everyone that has breath give thanks and praise to the king lay all your burdens down at the cross bow down

Nothing going to stop me now I'm love and hated like a hand gun
Praise the lord that's right when I say Jesus you say Christ Jesus Christ
When I say holy

wrong I guess I live a life of crime
Look the judge all in his eye, like matter fact just give me time
I once wished upon a star, asked the lord to give

compromise
I was walking in darkness used to color outside of the lines
But praise the Lord I saw the light
It’s my life that He purchased
This our God given

real
But all the while and in the meantime
He'll cash in his appeal

Yes he's evil that thinks itself good
Fascist, bigot - to name just a few

Praise

I'm like oh Lord think I found the one 
Just me and (her) till the very end 
Let's Sail off in an ocean 
'Cause I'm falling for you like quick sand

new name and sat in my seat
Like Rosa Parks
No gettin up cause by your blood I'm free
See I was once the girl they used to talk about
Let all the voices

paid by the Son of David
The Lamb
He was slain for thе shame that we all facin'
Every single lie tucked in the basement
Every single heart of stone stuck

Staying perfect just like my father in heaven is, so some qualities
I point in her I got them too, and we sharing ideas and try not to judge

Chows

All but hands, now raised once
in praise. Pleading. Pleading. Pleading.
I promised peace on swords. Let the glory unfold. Let the bounty be sown. Lift

of all my expectations
It's all in his timing, I'll just let him say when
Every single day, it's endless praises
Even in the season that I'm bent

preventing the wreck
Moving forward ill let him drive took a seat in the back
Getting money off quoting scripture ain't the reason I rap
That's plagiarism

album mode,
  Sip this shit its not whiskey, this be jus pepsi, zip yuh lip prissy bitch, yuh too tipsy, just don’t let trip see, typically this’ll lead’

up
Pop a band, cant pop a perc'
See man that shit'll damage ya
Doin' fine just by myself, it ain't no need for manager
It ain't no more dollar bills

Spent a whole check on bills
Land lord salty like dill
Sour if you will
But my wills all I got
Haters just let em rot
Coppin gators I shop
Hope you say

Dear Father

Ebony Eyez

7 Day Cycle [Clean]

2005

*CHORUS* -- dear father are you with me? I just hope you don't forget me, I ain't asking for no pity I just hope these prayers will fix me dear