Lyrics:
out ya ass!
See in just six months I infiltrated the system
If you find somebody better, then I'm sorry I missed 'em
Niggas hate giving me props cause I
up in a bunch
Like Jesus Christ, this world is soft
I can't even say the word fag without a fag just gettin' ticked off
Fool me once, it's strike one
in love with the lie
Now who to blame? You to blame? Me to blame?
For the pain and it be pouring every time when it rain
Let's play the blame game
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
But yo, the man can't even stick me with some Crazy Glue
Ready to tore him even more because she saw him
We took out all the lookouts in the front
the masses but im still gonna pray everyday in Jesus name
Hedge of protection around me so no evil enter my brain or my veins
What do you watch on your tv? Who
Early early in the game
I taught myself to sing and play
And use a little trickery
On kids who never favored me
Those were years of crinoline
But yo, the man can't even stick me with some Crazy Glue
Ready to tore him even more because she saw him
We took out all the lookouts in the front
to end it
By the time the car sunk
My pregnant girlfriend was still in the trunk
and I was still feelin kinda drunk
The ambulance came and they put me
Well I have been in here for two or three days and they
won't let me out! No. They've left me stuck in this here studio and what can I do but mumble
have died in life
Modified by Christ embody I the light
My resurrection's prophecy
But I'm upstaged by theology mythology
Follow me my thoughts
mean? Let me explain
Divisions of race and class in these prisons
Make us feel better
But it ain’t really living
Kinda' like aspirin the numbs the pain
I’ve been goin’ through the valley
I’ve been goin’ through the valley, Lord Jesus, won’t you lift me up
Lord, Jesus won’t you lift me up
Lord, please
claimin' I'ma call Puff?
When you the one that called Diddy (facts)
Then you went and called Jimmy (facts)
They conference called me in the morning
to gain a smile
Listen while you hear it
There's no pink in my slip
I reckon that the rhythm and the blues in the rap got me red
While the boys from
number
1, my middle name is Joanne
Given to me by my parents but Joanne
Was also the name of my father’s sister who I
Was named after she died in 1974
Trying to get these pesos
ASAP
Lay tracks
Like the girls at the salons
Brawling, Star fox taunt
Come on
Saturdays liver than Jimmy Fallon
With alcohol by
of the matador (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 cans of paint, security looks at me awkward
I say third floor I'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's office
Holding my breath
still ga not
Ga-knowin' as Gary ga-Knew
Plus I'm more Chris Real so
Long with Big Punished brew
Downstairs in Jimmy's Cafe, album released
Young nigga in
claimin' I'ma call Puff?
When you the one that called Diddy (facts)
Then you went and called Jimmy (facts)
They conference called me in the morning
I'm making one side of the triangle
Now I'm making the bottom
There's a clock clicking in this room
Get on your broom and fly with me
Fly with me
I
job so I'm praying rap pay me
I drop my next album Jesus Muzik kinda major
I moved away to Memphis it
Was hot as the equator
And gunshots every night'll
talking to imaginaries
Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy
Losers can never win me, you can never offend me
My goal in life is
Yeah
We cop new timepieces when these fools deny Jesus
Hate is a sin dog, be real
(I got my hand on the pump)
You on Twitter in your feels
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