Lyrics:
to the flag
My Jesus rejected Caesar and his bag
Your Jesus says if you got kids, then arm them
My Jesus laid down his sword 'cause it could harm them
Your
and everything
The worst shit I saw in my life
I want to testify I swear before God it was Kirk Jones, no lie
Did you see that man in court today?
Do you
King Skie
Baltimore City Product
God Forgive Me for jacking this beat
Ya dig
Skieeeeeee
My young negus toting that heater (Stay strapped!)
Need Jesus
want and that's it, My Guy
A big part of me is bout ready quit, My Guy
4th floor in my apartment, microphone in front of me
I'm playing Donnell Jones
to my brothers and my sisters bumpin' Jesus music
Roll them windows down and let them unbelievers listen to it
If you ain't know by now, this is how we
"DOMUM" (strikes out "DOMUS" and writes "DOMUM") "-MUM".
Understand?
B: Yes sir.
C: Now write it down a hundred times.
B: Yes sir, thank you sir, hail
on by the time I got back
Down in the old abandoned mine sweet Sue was a havin' fits
That villain said gimme the deed to your ranch or I'll blow you all
on by the time I got back
Down in the old abandoned mine sweet Sue was a havin' fits
That villain said gimme the deed to your ranch or I'll blow you all
The illest mother fucker
Is in this room right now
It's Baron Jones baby
What more do I need to say
We bout to do a couple things we ain't done
Jesus, the missing years
It was raining. It was cold
West Bethlehem was no place for a twelve year old
So he packed his bags and he headed out
down, especially not tonight
I never ever trusted hoes because they got a plan
They don't want me for me they want me because I got some Grants
It's
he thought Koopa was in neutral
Scrap or keep it on wax don't matter whatever suits ya
I don't know Dre but ay I wouldn't introduce ya
I drop a beat
me
Navy, downloaded by the tidals like Jay-Z
That's a roll offshore like an A.P
Davy, Jones' locker on top of those hoppers off the side of the ship
And as long as I keep
Dancin’ in circles it’ll
Feel real good to be lonely lET’S GO!
Tap down those boots while I
Spin around the circle
Hands up, lets go!
If we make it through the night
We can make a stand together
If we try 2 do it right
ON THE ‘dOWN now left on my own
ON THE ‘dOWN now tryin’ 2 get
I'm Jones-Drew
Oh well man it's so sad how they water down the culture, hold up
Shyt I'm doin me then so what
I match yo energy I only fuck wit who
in philosophy but I’m bad at logic
All these issues in rap, but stackz here to solve it
And any line In the dirt, on Jesus Ima cross it
In high
How did it happen?
How did it get this far?
How did it ever start?
And do you feel the same?
Mister Jones
He drive on empty, yeah
Mister Jones
(oh my God)
It's okay, he'll be gone by tonight chick (yea)
You ain't seen a thing or you can join 'em, right bitch (uh, got it)
See me as a villains
the way down South (YEAH!)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth bitch (Mike Jones)
We can get it crackin if it get to clickin clackin
Look
Somebody call him, just like you need, just like you want him
Somebody sing it
Jesus, when I'm down and out
Jesus, turn my life around
Jesus, make me
at the seams
Looking a little Haggard and feeling kinda Jones
Walking down the road
A sacred path of stone
A troubadour 's dream I can feel it in my bones
I'm from that dirty, dirty, you can tell by the slang
Switch a lane in the rain, it's a sudden thang
I'm so Texas like Austin, Mike Jones, I'm
Ladies and gentle it's time to praise the lord
Please put your hands together for D. Jones
Y'all ready to praise the Lord?
Come on now are Y'all
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