Lyrics:
good works ain't that great
You broke His law so you owe a debt to God
Good works can't pay read
Ephesians 2 v 8
Been saved by Grace
The wickedest ting
know Christ, He made the sun
And God saw it was good because His Son made the sun
Aint not horoscope Horus
YHWY made the sun
By way of His Son
Before
Told my niggas "I need you"
Through all the fame you know I stay true
Pray my niggas stay free
Made a few mistakes but this ain't where I wanna be
me who said somethin'
I know this ain't right, God please forgive, I misled some
These pussy niggas ain't more better than me, I count up twelve,
ain't seen no better days beyond all the trials
I walked the church isles and prayed for God's hand
To lead me through the jungle cuz imma lost man
Still
blessing for a scholar
School of Hard Knocks, just reppin' my alma mater
That was back when I ain't have shit
God on my shoulder with the Devil
is
I just know he's not here
I can see your heart is open
Open up your eyelids
I don't have to be a Saint to know this ain't where God lives
Take
try to pray
There's a voice that telling that God's not real
(You know that's just the enemy)
Yea, but you ain't feeling me (No son, I know just know
We was treading water
We was dead and rotted
Til we met the Father
Check the label, we the latest model
We ain't paid to follow
By Him Alone, know
I’m a believer
You ain’t gotta' do no convincing
I know he did it
Wasn’t by myself he was with me
I’m a believer
I used to wanna come up missing
But
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
even get a job (That ain't right)
Poisonin' our babies (That ain't right)
Lyin' who is God (That ain't right)
Well here's some food for thought, many
God got me I ain't never going back (aye)
God got me I ain't never going back (aye)
God got me I ain't never going back (aye)
I ain't never going
Haunted, haunted
You amuse me
But don't move me
I'm a muse, see
So don't mute me
You confront a problem
By how it comes through
Then you find how you resolve
Picture niggas rollin', flyin', foreign floatin' out of space (ayy)
Or bitches on Instagram with no filter face (face)
Picture if judges ain't judge us by
Wrong Plates
By BungeeKid
Learn a lesson; thank god that’s a blessing
It ain’t gonna happen if you do all of that stressin
Read the paper take
Through the Father
I know the living getting hard
But we gone make it even though
The odds ain't for us, Through God
On every block and Blvd
Street,
(This week in Bible prophecy)
God has a plan, and the bible unfolds that wonderful plan
Through the message of prophecy
God sent Jesus into this
me
Yeah yeah
Man, is there a God in me?
Yeah yeah
When it's 'round me I'm hooked
It is what it is
It appeared I ain't look for it
Hidden gems
What's
like Coronavi- I'm playing playing
That was ill advised
Not the healthy need a doctor it's the sick
God be watching through the test like he proctoring
even get a job (That ain't right)
Poisonin' our babies (That ain't right)
Lyin' who is God (That ain't right)
Well here's some food for thought, many
reason you alive
God's the way
God'll give you peace, yeah yeah
Find a church, ain't no love up in these streets, yeah
Don't be fooled by the flesh
because the streets don't love no one
I live and die by myself, nigga, I don't owe no one
Been through a lot of shit, the after effects ain't always
This about my health
Ain't been myself, stuck on the shelf
Don't be scared that I ain't called you lately
Been goin' through it, goin' through it
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