Lyrics:
Stayin in my zone
Kanye watch the throne
Falcons lead got blown
Don't blame julio jones
The score was 28 to 3
Brady said count on me
Then he led his team
the basis?
We ain't goin' nowhere, but got suits and cases
A trunk full of coke rental car from Avis
My Mama used to say only Jesus can save us
Well Mama, I
to be to you
Live out the sound doctrine, let people see the fruit.
Let's be sound in faith,
the doctrine in speech plus deeds rep.
Jesus the king, let
my love
Until I told you so
I told you from the start
But you’re the one
Lay out in the sun
If there is a reason
We could fall apart
Just give it to me
though you see Him nowhere
His presence is there, so clear, you're blind not to believe it
Glory to God, He called all His sons out of Egypt
Sons
the paper, walked away with my key
Two years and we're underwater
Mr. Jones nowhere to be found
The banker came by, put a lock on my door
And said, don't be
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
hell
But I feel good when I burn myself
In a smokey place, In my girlfriends car
Threw out the map when we drove to far
Jesus is big
Jesus is
drive through boundary
And where's Lethal? He ain't in boundary
27, big achiever e2 weaver
Had the first Sega
Blud, I emerged out of jungle fever
Volume
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in
Through Jesus Christ our lord
Roman 6-23 nigga
Read it and weep, biatch
Hit a man bustin' up in my door
So I grab my 44
Now them bustas on the floor
on the dash
and wheezed out, "c'mon man, make this motherfucker mash!"
Ain't gon' mash too fast, cause my tags ain't right
Me and Jesus the Pimp in a '79
I'm a Libra y'all
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well I'm a Libra y'all
You wanna battle? Swing
I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams
little children
And we know what we want
And the future is certain
Give us time to work it out
We're on a road to nowhere
Come on inside
Taking that ride
the Talbot, in my flares.
Far-out-Phil and Pat were always there,
And if you go then, baby, I don't care.
Winchester.
Water meadows curling 'round
preys on
The young in age
Like Chante who was fearfully
And wonderfully made
She ain't know Jesus Christ
Gives forgiveness and grace
Searching for love
for...
Play me some Jackson and Straight, some Junior and Jones
I'm pouring out my soul with every last shot of Patron
Take me to Amarillo, like red
to stay here
I just fly away here
Out of my oasis
I am not complacent
[Gift of Gab]
Your stuck in a flurry of illusions goin nowhere fast
I am today I'm
allâh
The son of slaves, true, I started out as peasant (uh uh)
That's why I build my temple like Solomon in the desert (Uh-uh)
The Lord is my rock,
Heaven and Hell, on a journey to find my self
Feelings of regret, fabricated by demons in shells
From people you love and people you've never even
I'm a Libra y'all
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well I'm a Libra y'all
You wanna battle? Swing
I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams
what's up with him? (Uh-huh)
Niggas robbed him in Buffalo and he got beat up again (uh-huh)
He be out here lookin' like a cold-blooded sucker (damn)
I
in you didn't know
They slowly try to take over control
Now they don't care who you said you are
Cuz the comfortable with you by far
Committing murder
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