Lyrics:
out in Canada
That's Trudeau
I ain't never lied in my prime
How I minister the flow is unknown
They don't know where it's comin' from
Like phone calls
Wyclef Jean
This is not the burial, it's the ressurection
Hey kids gather 'round (All around the world)
It's DJ Muggs, with Wyclef (Yeah, all around
a diamond baller, I bear arms
When the god ??? ??? ???
The game is me, cause the game I eat breathe sleep
Wake up, conceal the heat and throw a blade in my
This is as long as a nigga rap
Pull up in the Lamb, man I took your ho
And I'm from the A, I say my name Quavo
Pull up in that Rolls, everything rose
to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them."
8) "Never whine. Whining lets a brute know that a victim is in the neighborhood."
9) "Be certain
in the Slick Rick eyepatch, but I got it from Hex
Rappers avoid eye contact, that's outta respect
For the God in the flesh, the ominous Indominus Rex
I still live six blocks from her place[00:41.09]I don't wanna move south[00:44.18]To stay warm because I'm not with her[00:46.38]Or hold out till
july
Area 51 stereo, vibe, gun live
Here we go, west soldiers, we drop some
We're the kids in the hall, with the new lactate
Blast from both angles,
gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and live
they walk in Egypt
But the people of God who assault the seas
And the Earth until the Church
Is off to see Him
Lemme jam it man, not by my own works
But
black man
[Buckshot]
I stepped in the jam with the God on my side
And the God S.T. is still waitin in the ride
So I, step to the DJ and tell the DJ
Yo
All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen
They welcome me into Jerusalem
Eighty niggas highly crucial by Ham
I got my .45 by my side
in the urn
Is it God or money that really make the world turn?
Grab your gun, separate the ones from the real funds
Inhale deep and hold it in your
watchin you
I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I
growin' all up in the ghetto
Now I'm a weed fiend jettin' to Palmetto
In Medina, yo, no doubt, the God got crazy clout
Pushin' the big joint from down
I'm living stress-free
God bless me, guide me, protect me
I'm in the booth so long I just forget sleep
I used to have ten cats by the Westbury
When
sino, what's happenin' playa
Dave. All my niggas at radio, retail, all the DJ's
You know what it is. All my Boston niggas, Atlanta niggas
All my New
We can do it if we try
Let war and hate just pass us by
We can do it if we try
Right now! Ah ha ha
My generation
God help the children
My generation
on the cement floor
And closed the door behind me
I came back into the house through the Dungeon
From another door into the kitchen
And said, "This is not how
11:59 and 59 seconds cipher’s complete
Chorus
In God we trust I hope the truth is in the Bible
In God we trust my life line for survival
In God We trust
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Yo, this is DJ Quik
Takin' a second out with Tha Dogg
Pound to let y'all know somethin'
If you're lookin' in the Source
Mag and don't see me
It's
God with no trust in cops
Caught up in the life of the dark
We have got to understand that they are us, we are them
My dream is to stop world hunger by
never giving up
All around the world dropping pearls and we live it up, yea we live up
Stay away from haters and the fakers, they ain’t real enough, y’all
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