Lyrics:
You've got to have faith
Faith without works is dead
You hear it all the time. You go to church and you learn all these scriptures,
But then you
by events in tha past, had an outlet to
be free from dirty visions at last. A brothaz out here stalking,
but bitch you ain't no. I've been poppin'
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
Let me busta a rhyme tell a story like Slick Rick
And put a sermon like eric in ya ear like a qtip
Now it's common sense that Ja Rules
But I'm a tell
friends close through hard times
I'll always back you up like external hard drives
Sipping bottles up on North Church, watching the cars slide
In snowy
nigga alive
Can't nobody see my pad like it's my period and I'm shy
And when shit go awry around the way
You take two L's, I'm cooling on a J
And I truly
Strange Way
Words & Music by Eric Stuart
I sat down to try to write a letter to you
Got the opening line
But I don't know just how I'm gonna get it
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
it every single way
I’m talking about everyday and every week, gotta go hard
Everyday I’m in the stu. know I’m going hard
Can’t tell no lie I swear
not comin on the new wild - quest
Because I can't get with the new - sound
Because I don't like the way it's goin - down
Brothers always say they want
to church and be delivered to God almighty
So what was you stressin' boy?
Do you need protection boy?
Was throwing out gang sets in your rhymes a confession
a living wage, there's quicker ways to wealth
Why risk that shit for prison when that shit don't pay the cell
This business is unforgiven look what they did
say contend for the faith
I know it don't depend on ya age or ya race
Eric let Ken be a 'hen' in the way
And Ken letting him stop Ken being saved
hard, but I'm havin' my way (havin' my way)
They tellin' me that I done changed, but I'm stuck in my ways (whoa-oh)
I ain't never, ever had no church
better run
A little boys got guns
Sell your home hit the road
Hide your kids, hide your wife
Pop pop ricochet from the drive by
Eye eye of the needle make
when he talk
cint shy to no hard work, He loves his momma and he go to church
He don't care if them kids is his, He gone raise em like they is
Its hard
get douched
Yeah nigga!
[Chorus]
[Too $hort]
When you finally start makin some dough
You gotta work a lot harder, way more than befo'
It ain't hard
way arcaded on two sides with a fine Romanesque church with a tall tower right opposite us. San Mercuriale we were told it was. And I was just remarking
you remember I bought you twice
Now I'm thirty plus and still paying the price
Had a sister that I barely knew
Kind of got separated by the age
(Woah)
It gets muddy getting dirt clean
Glory hallelujah let the church sing
There are no bodegas in The Bay
I know a lot of corner stores around the way
and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
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