Lyrics:
their real god, just for girls to notice em
Live fast, die young Grinding hard for mullah
Feet bound by mammon He's their true ruler
This ain't for
back, never fall flat, got my eyes on the prize cuz I know that
My God is Holy, Holy, I'm glad we're here in this story
I'm glad I can tell it all, how He
of change;
The State is aware of that. The bomb serves many functions.
If fear of the omnipotent God is no more,
The nuclear Father will govern with his
nickel-plated burners
And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch
I told her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich
Conspiracy, she'll be home in three
Sleep him, he could argue with the fishes
No retreat and never no surrender
Excellent, whatever you can mention
Beautiful, creative ingenuity
Barnes
abused for their change
And my life is sex, super stardom, and stupid cash
So unpredictable not aware you could lose it fast
I signed my own checks,
on my side
Devil thought he tried
We gon' testify
God is on my side
God is on my side, yuh
In the city lookin' spiffy spent like 50 baby, uh
Why they
my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars
I went to the malls and I balled too hard
"Oh my God, is that a black card?"
I turned around
God won’t change.
This is what happens when you disrespect God,
You sit back and you wonder,
Why your life is so hard,
Like Adam and Eve in
of Vernon, I turned well he asked me
"What you up to, the cops goin' bust you"
I was a teen drunk off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two
I turned well he asked me
"What you up to, the cops goin' bust you"
I was a teen drunk off brew
Stumbled I wondered if God sent him
Cause two squad
the
Hand he got to change ya transmission
Man listen, some niggas transition
I knew a cat with Parkinson's who could
Shoot a gat while his hand twitchin'
by self-contradiction:
One moment
Green is claiming that "softening" his
Vocal style was his idea
The next he’s giving Willie
Mitchell the credit
of the problem is this (Speak on it God)
Preacher got my Old Earth puttin' money in the pan
For the rest of the week now I'm eatin' out a soup can
He has
and lose love as a lesson
This is the message of he who is perfected
In the name of He who died for our acceptance
Accept it reoccurs in legend some in
targets I'm laying landlines
Can I, change the fucking game
No need to stand by
Finger fuck the trigger til you
Bleed and need a tampon
Pussy niggas losing,
of the problem is this (Speak on it God)
Preacher got my Old Earth puttin' money in the pan
For the rest of the week now I'm eatin' out a soup can
He has
the Pope
MTV is they hope, they repeat what they wrote
I'm an MC that won't, let them tempt me with coke
Nope, flesh of my flesh, blessed by KRS
Used
of Vernon, I turned well he asked me
"What you up to, the cops goin' bust you"
I was a teen drunk off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two
matter what no matter where
God is greater God is greater
Through the struggles through the pain
God is with us
He never change
With His strength
We can
he'll be for the rest of his life
All they do is scream and shout
They gave me a job
Put me up
Put me on one
That's where he'll be for the rest of her
sing His praises, I know He's the greatest
He gave us this power, now these moments ours
Cause God got a plan for me, yes He does
I know God, I know God
insane hate is a cause we must berate
And do justice by demolishing its presence in our state
Stand tall warriors and bask in your pride
As the nu god's
you can change the game
With God you can change the rules
With God you will not lose
You will not lose
Warning, this is the devils games
And He want you
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