Lyrics:
head and reminisce
This is soul food for thought I'm cooking in the booth
This is soul food for thought I'm serving y'all the truth
This is soul food for
Picking up the pack by the pound like I'm serving
Must be in my blood I forgot how I learned it
Turn up business models, models sipping bottle
got my vision real blurry (21)
My uncle just turned 49 and he still serving (on God)
Got a bitch hooked on dick (21)
Put a shoe string on my tech
serving you's against the law of man
If living out my faith in you is banned
Then I'll stand right before the jury
If saying I believe is out of line
like Birdman, got white like Lindsay Lohan
Made a hundred stacks off the pots and pans
On the corner serving grams
My niggas be on the block hard
My
(You deserve to be admired if you make it back quicker than you lost it)
(Ha, think about it)
You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin'
done been through the rain, now I'm pushing Mulsanne (skrrt, skrrt)
We was serving 8-balls, now I rock Balmain
I was broke as a bitch, now I thumb
die
Serving 30 years to life
What I did, I can't deny
Now the sorrow in my heart will never fade
I remember it so well
But now I'm sad that I'm goin'
skin and walk around a bit
Let's dance!
(There exists no dream worth chasing if it cannot satisfy)
(There exists no god worth serving if he cannot
I'm serving time
'Till I've earned the right
To go back to the place where we started from
Now I'm serving time
'Till I've earned the right
Baby I
them dope boys of America
We them dope boys of America
We the ones serving in the area
Probably made a million dollars
Off the cellular
Thirteen
Entering now into his slaughter house
Incensed by blood, serving the butchers crown
Entering now into his slaughter house
Incensed by blood, serving
Frequent Mutilation transmits over the air,
serving for the purpose
of those who want you to fear.
They say it's all right, but suspicion creeps in
my
now it's 1990, I'm serving em well
With the rhymes, rhythms, style and clientele
Concert after concert, one after the other
A man with the plan,
eyes you won't
Digital sunshine lights your eyes
Electronic sin tucks you in at night
Numbers in and out that rule the world
Serving many, serving none
joint is worthless
I stay spitting only facts, know this for certain
Jesus coming back, and when He do who will you be serving?
Huh
Who will you be
really wants you
He really wants you to Knowing who dares to Breed Pestilence
Serving Him
Serving Him
Erase your footsteps
Command you to
No thorns, no
Follow my design
Follow me as I'm calculating mine
Oft I sing for thee
Serving tongues desire
Calling still and the antics will in time
Patience
is really worth
Are you cracking jokes with the common folks?
Are you serving to the well-to-do?
I traveled round and I ain't found nobody quite
this royalty
Believing in me and my dreams
Serving this royalty right
Trust what I say and what I
See and we can get it
Yeah
Money, cars and clothes,
to the King of kings
Sing hosanna, sing hosanna
Sing hosanna, to the King
Give me love in my heart, keep me serving
Give me love in my heart, I pray
Give
to the King of kings
Sing hosanna, sing hosanna
Sing hosanna, to the King
Give me love in my heart, keep me serving
Give me love in my heart, I pray
Give
(Dee, you poppin' yo shit, nigga)
Sholl is
Soon as they think this shit sweet, we gon' tweak out
Gotta stand for somethin', just serving you
If I had a wish
I'll deal with the suffering
Seeking all my people
Starring into the barrel of that Desert Eagle
Serving all of their sentences
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