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To know what God taught
If that ain't at the root then
Everything will fall apart, part, part, part
Yeah, can I live I want to feel what you feel
See what

and how it sit on the rims
Or I could tell you why I'm hot and disappear like MIMS
But the bars there, put that on God, ask a atheist
And if I ain't

want war? We want war. I got God. I got God
You don't want no deep problems. You don't want no deep problems

Blessings on blessings, So you know I ain't

, through)
Please come through Jes-
Lord, please come through

I'ma catch hell by the tail, I don't really care who you tell (well, well, well)
I don't

said my name
Had to grind to hit a lic
I got a stain I hit a stain
From a nigga to a god all by myself
So who to thank
Who
Niggas to gods
From niggas

God is my saviour 
And God is my witness
That I have been going through changes so much that I had to go switch up the wish list 
I had some scores

Aye yo
Can't Go
Bankroll
Living through faith now
Can't be fake nah
Never been fake nah
God ain't fake
Head on straight now
To Christ I stay bowed

got shot, we all got shot
Throwing up our hands don't let them shoot us
'Cause we all we got, we all we got
God ain't put us on the Earth to get

You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't

what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,

Hold On

Salt-N-Pepa

Brand New

1997

alright
(Be strong)
Don't let go, don't let go
(Keep on, uh, yeah, keep it flowin' y'all)

You struggle through your days, workin' then you out
If God ain't

die)
I swear to God
I'm the reincarnated Young Sinatra

Whipin' through Cabo in a Murcielago
Dodging paparazzi with the finest dime
I met in Chicago

These pussy niggas be talkin'
I swear to God I'll blast 'em
Show them that I'm forreal, man I be ball
Look at that fake ass chain look like
He got it from

(land of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new

Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope

your song, brother, sing your song (hahahaha)
For the man who ain't living right
You hear that, Curtis?
AIDS is God's punishment
(I love the Lord, he

To see somethin' we ain't never had
Came from a life of living
Learn the tricks of the trade
Shit shoulda been taught by dad
But learned through the crew

you cant drop the lo you need a code to this loft
I get my hair done by a baddie
This bitch want to be a bell like Patti
I used Figi water for my

real by the eyes
Cause real eyes, realize when to re-align
Uh
The question ain't if god is real
The question is if you know he's real
The question ain't

They always ask if there's 24 hours to live, what would be done
That ain’t enough, this a long run
You on the job & you know god’s will gotta be done

to care?
Dry your eyes, ain't no reason to fear
Because God's got a blessing to spare
If you can make it through the night
There's a brighter day
Time flies

look in through ya eyes, you ain't with it (you ain't with it)
That's the reason I'on pay 'em no attention (fuck nigga)
See this bezel on wrist, yeah

New National Anthem

T.I.

Paperwork [Deluxe Edition]

2014

of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was

hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up