Lyrics:
pray for all my soldiers that are going by faith
I pray for your church, that comes to the truth
Bring out to light whats under the roof
Pray were lead
stayin' in Chicago, I had my own apartment
I be doin' like just beats for local acts just to try to keep the lights on
And then to go out and buy, get
flow
Cause of tha be's that I blow I can hit'em with rhythm from cleve to cago (chicago)
Believe that I know, cause this connection is going to be some
way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin meet him
Battling with pain on a day to Day
Silence all the lambs I just want To pray
I miss the mass choir singing Sundays
The hymn Amazing Grace would Take
'm on my way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin
to really survive
Whether it be track or blunt, ain't no need to front
Got what you need, and I take everything you ever wanted, nigga
We comin' mass, his
Everybody get ready, lift up your glasses and sing
Everybody get ready to lift up your glasses and sing
Well, I'm standin' on the table, I'm proposing a toast
Let me sit this ass
On you
Show you how I feel
Let me take this off
Will you watch me
Yes, mass appeal
Don't take your eyes
Don't take your
Let me sit this ass
On you
Show you how I feel
Let me take this off
Will you watch me
Yes, mass appeal
Don't take your eyes
Don't take your
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
'm gonna be a
Choirboy baby
With a top 10 smash and the nuns all smiling
Choirboy baby
Guess who's chillin' with the boys' choir
I'm gonna be a choirboy baby
callin' my phone
M-mister, y'all must've forgot the
King of the throne
Aw man! Ayo Kay! Ayo what up Red Alert?
I don't think they ready for this
Well they
progress is the model
Man the first show that I ever done sold out was in chicago
Yeah, yeah, living like I've been ready to die
Maybe not, I don't know why
Sunday... man I can't believe it...
Another week just came and flew right on by
This new week won't be any easier
I got a lot to deal with... I don't
any fear
I'm ready for a new year
Go on let the bells ring Now play the bells and play the chimes
Let the little childrens choir sing I hope and pray
'm gonna be a
Choirboy baby
With a top 10 smash and the nuns all smiling
Choirboy baby
Guess who's chillin' with the boys' choir
I'm gonna be a choirboy baby
block street
Nigga health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find
Sinatra ripping the beat apart
Shining like a diamond when I be rhyming
But y'all in the dark
On point like a poisonous dart
I can feel it now, the fame is
and a frosty malt
And I'll be ready to die
"Build a big fire on home plate out of your Louisville Slugger baseball bats
And toss my coffin in
Let my ashes
Welcome to Rap Opera, the mind of a guy that is not pop enough
Fuck Wagner the times too tough to be pessimistic so his time is up
I today waver
and a frosty malt
And I'll be ready to die
"Build a big fire on home plate out of your Louisville Slugger baseball bats
And toss my coffin in
Let my ashes
health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find drama
Law's out
know how often I pray to God above
To send down his blessings to Chicago with love
Well I just got his first letter he's got a job and things are
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