Lyrics:
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
I don't do it for free
To go through me you gotta pay
I ain't a easy pass
You sound wack to me when you rap
Time gets called on Cassidy
religion?
Black man, you gotta make a decision
'Cause God is comin' on day number seven
An' they won't call me a nigga when I get to Heaven
They won't
wonder if they got a heaven for the Convicts
Niggaz doin' life, I saw old men in that bitch
I wish today that the Lord take me away
I'd get to see my
or
Heaven or hell, wish me well
Deliver us from evil
I ain't ducking I believe in God's grace uh (God's grace God)
This ain't no gospel trap, and we ain't
waters
All of life's abundance in a drop of condensation
When I was young
I carried my guitar down to the crossroads
And over the seas
Now those old
?
Why can't time just pass me by
Hope you can hear my cry up in heaven, oh my
Accomplishments go down the drain when I see the powder rain
Made me forget
here, but she tired
Father left when he died
I guess it's up to me now!
Get up on my feet how?
When I just gave her three thou
Fuck it then I
the music
But they never really get with the kid
Rhetoric of the beat, get the shot in the fist
Tainting everything with the flick of my wrist
When I come up
my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
Uh when shit hit the fan,
I'm sayin'
Dem not playin'
Lord, Heaven help dem, Heaven help dem
See di man dem 'pon di corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
Why do we stay together, we cant wait forever,
Heavens too late, only heaven can wait.
An angel whispered to me when I woke this morning
That I
hit me like
"Goodz I'ma tell Cass' get ready"
I said, "Good 'cause the casket ready"
How you The Hustla but
Lookin' like the customer?
Man don't you
Yeah
Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I
'm built different, I was never breastfed
When I was two years old
I was dropped on my head
In school like Dej Loaf, they'd try me
But just like the second
to your own life
I do that too when I listen to music
That's why I'm doing this for you
And a little bit for me
That's why I'm doing this for you
That's why
heaven
I know you smiling down on me in black heaven
Thinking of you 'til the day we meet again
Where do my nigga's go to when they pass?
And why do
ain't heaven
See my grandma resting, I got so many questions I pray I see heaven
Give me the money but you can't give me heaven
You know the day I go, man
time
When you are not around me
Time tortures me
I feel physical pain
I call your soul
We spend time together in my dreams
Visiting Heaven
Sex is
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
about my reputation
Across the nation, "Mr. I get around"
My temptation got me drippin' wet, perspiration
I'm activated by the moves you makin'
Baby,
uh
Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio--
I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys
a reason I don't get rid of it
Cause we were both just kids
When we discovered it
Baby
But I was in my garage
And I was thinking
I'm 85 years old
My God, I
coming, I'm yelling "Hootie Hoo"
When you start running watch who did he move
And don't come asking me, "Who did he shoot?"
That shit was hard
Leaving lil'
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