Lyrics:
and the Holy Women:
Peace peace be unto thee, and peace be to thine helpers.
Peter:
'Where two or three are gathered together in My Name,
there am I in
F*** all you n****s I'm yellin'
This is mad circle to the fullest everybody 187um
Toons play the piano f*** a battle
I'm socking rappers like mad man
for the wicked
And I am bad like Mike was
Leather jacket, black gloves
White socks with the loafers, my gosh
Bottles with no sorrows
Surrounded by
might[01:11.55]A man who walks by day will not stumble[01:14.13]Walking by day is about being humble[01:16.64]For he sees this world by sunlight[01:18.98]Yeah that
a jet just to fly away
Just to fly away
Just to
I am Fashion Disciple
Fashion Disciple is me
kung-fu, with sun-do
Come through, Beenie Man you don't really want to
How come you, think you can
I'm from the city where the muddy Mississippi might
[Jesse] I am deceit
[Congregation] Falling for you
[Jesse] I was the God with
Disciples at my feet
[Congregation] Give us the truth
[Jesse] I
of man
And from their souls within
My disciples all shout to search out
And they always shall obey
Follow me now my child not the meek or the mild
of man
And from their souls within
My disciples all shout to search out
And they always shall obey
Follow me now my child not the meek or the mild
F*** all you n****s I'm yellin'
This is mad circle to the fullest everybody 187um
Toons play the piano f*** a battle
I'm socking rappers like mad man
This that Malcolm X mixed with Martin Luther
This that Mandela my bloodline Nkrumah
I am nothing like these other corny rappers
Went and got my
Hustle 'cause I gotta splurge when I can
Just know you lookin' at a God fearin' man
Where my street disciples, church off in these streets
Call my
I do
Riffles over Bibles turn man into disciples
With this type of hunger I swear am ready for the title
I was under pressure I can't believe I made
the young dude
Chief into kung-fu, with sun-do
Come through, Beenie Man
You don't really want to
How come you, think you can
I'm from the city where
bing, badda bing
I'm lookin' for a king with some good ding-a-ling
Big truck, Beenie Man, throw some sim-sima in
I fucks with boss bitches
Type to be
Aiyo, this is big Nas
I wanna give a shout-out to my man Premo, you know?
From Gang Starr, no doubt
Lil' Dap, Jeru, Melachi, the whole crew
That's my identity
I don't pretend to be
Three people
I am singular
Not the Trinity
And even plans of this Man
Trying get at me
Vision crucifixes
Wine
disciples of Cam's town
Call us disciples of Cam's town
We are disciples of Cam's town
Masters of keeping our shit down
I will stand by this loyalty
For
Intro:
Yeah
The once lost, disciples -- now found
Bound, together, forever
Verse One:
As I embellish, mentally I nourish
Resuscitate
to the lies of the serpent
God I am your servant
I am your servant
But I ain't started working
Distracted by these girls that are twerking
And Lust is burning
of me you're honestly bothered by what I say do you vomit?
When I portray you as exactly the same thing that you wanted
Is is a choice that you made? am I
I want you to know that, I am the man who
Fight for the right, not the wrong
Seeing this and seeing that
Going here, and going there
Soon you will
talkin' really and I need it, mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon,
games in it
Thirty thousand dollar Rolex with Wayne in it
Got a Benz and a truck, 20 on my feets
Plus a house by the beach that I barely see
Man, this
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