Lyrics:
me, yeah 3D, yeah, yeah, with no glasses
Tell the pope to come see me
I got asses, by the masses
I ain't greedy, sharing is caring
Especially when it's
I was raised in the church
Was taught the stars were the limit
And the sky was my perch
Ever since I was young was taught to think for myself and
But
we watched the candles melt
I made the best with the cards I was dealt
I'd be lying if I said I did it all by myself
All I wanted was some new J's
Vans
that infared dot on your knot
Down South Hustlers got on lock, with that J-L-O-see on cock
Gangstafied like them chain gangs in the Pen
P-H at your
that infared dot on your knot
Down South Hustlers got on lock, with that J-L-O-see on cock
Gangstafied like them chain gangs in the Pen
P-H at your
was branded by Jean Lafitte
At the University of Bourbon Street
I sang on a paddlewheel boat
Floated down the Mississippi
Helped build a Mardi
Tears runnin' down by her nostril
Lab tests, court appearances, I was all involved, so
I didn't break the generational curse, felt like Judas the Apostle
my ends, and let my head lay
But when I'm free, a couple P's, and it's a fun day
S.R.A. Bumpin' classics down the freeway
Hater showing me a friend
to church now to avoid the fight
Frankly, y'all to keep it real I'm just tired
Have dreams of bein' dead, but the devil is alive
(Fo' real tho') Church
I was a high grader till I was 16
Reality undressed like stop sign on mr bean
Crack j double e then rap for equality
Mcqs tricky boards f me and I
work
Boy i keep the church's chicken
I'm gon' clock right through the clerk ya
Boy my money talk like it's got a mouth
Better stay down in yo' south
of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where
talks to us smooth (Ummm)
Telling me I'm covered by the blood, I just gotta keep the faith
It don't matter what I do (Ummm)
Celebrating Easter, Halloween,
You should be ashamed
We used to be a mountain of love
But you just changed your name
Way down below, said, there's a half a million people (it
Oh yeah
Baby
M a r y J. Blige
Oh, how I wish I was by your side.
Oh yeah
I wanna be all you need baby.
And I want you to be my superwoman.
tracks will age
Luggin' bars in by tons, son, that stack the page
Settin' traps down fast so rats get played
Slap the glaze off they domes like it's Shasta
last
Hooaa, and stuck by my side shawty I'm a flood you with cash
If I'm enough
You enough
True enough
Then we'll boo it up
Want you to calm down
Come
set free and the tyrants kneel
The walls fall down and our land be healed
But church if we want to see a change in the world out there
It's got
the choir in ole Salt Lake
But it ain't really church, if you ain't got no snakes
No It ain't really church, if you ain't got a snake
Reach down and grab
and it clap back and if you down fi that, make it fatter
Fin-fin-finna light the J, where my juice? (Hmm!)
And that's middle finger up to the you! (Oh!)
Bitch don't hit my line, if it aint about the work
I've been raising money for my cause, like the church
Nutty coming down with the jars full of purp
letting up in the game
You gotta play like you playing to win
I said it once I won't say it again
J is a master serve church like a pastor
Feels good to be
bosses, imma call Boston
Now I'm speeding wicked down 35
Taking a time lapse of the century
Chew me up, and spit me out
It's still gon go down how it's
beef, it's pedigree, my dawgs gon' chew it (yeah, chew)
Takin' blues right after blues is how she blew it (blew it)
Ate the whole bag 'fore it got
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