Lyrics:
to happen with the rappin'
It's powered by love like you can't imagine.
Verse 2
These ghastly folks
Entrapped by the ghosts
Who roll
one
And let's not forget that He sent His Son
Through Him all was made. Read yourself John 1
Jump into the Word, flood your mind with Scripture
Why
was, I had a buzz
But all that shit stopped when I got popped by the fuzz
A couple niggas kept that shit true indeed
But not the ones I used to bail
(Mello made it right)
(Great John on the beat by the way)
You know I gotta stay with a stick
Get Back Gang in my city is sick
Say she love me,
In the corner by the D.J. unit
The flag of beauty my eyes salute it,
She likes love
By luck or labour
She likes love
But not for favour -
I said, ask you about that time you said you love me
Ask you about that time you said you cared
Remember back when you wouldn't put nothing above me
God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy and Chrissy
We was kissin
Havana Syndrome
God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy
magic
But they tell me that it's not
I think it's tragic
That they blinded by what's hot
I'm spreading love
But they tell me that I'm not
Hold me down
sunrise (morning, yeah)
Morning sunrise (I said it's a)
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I ran it up, I got the bag bigger, huh
We know Sleepy say
makes his heart Break
You give me love, you give me joy
E give me more more more, it never stops
All I am is found in you and that's enough
And I know
as dark as it is
It's an expression… An expression of his soul
A soul tainted by love that he thought was beautiful But instead ended up changing him
I
mi fire shots dem
Dem nah go astray
Affi fast and accurate
Like mi name john wick
Me nave time fi drama
Pree around at all da gal yuh
Pretty likkle
Sometime it feels like you lacking the guidance
And you don't know what to do, but stay strong
And keep in mind that he always loves you,
It's what it is,
yeah)
Nobody knows the pain that's inside
I try to hide it deep, but it's hard to with tears in my eyes, dog
I'm stressing daily thinking bout' them
the crack, one rollin' the blunt
You get pussy and ass from a beautiful broad
If you're looking for that, holla at your boy
I'm a m-m-mack, mack a p-p-pimp
the crack, one rollin' the blunt
You get pussy and ass from a beautiful broad
If you're looking for that, holla at your boy
I'm a m-m-mack, mack a p-p-pimp
the suburbs to the hood
May You judge us by our hearts
And not by our mistakes
And see that we get a breakthrough
However long that it takes
May You fill that
the suburbs to the hood
May you judge us by our hearts and not by our mistakes
And see that we get a breakthrough however long that it takes
May you fill
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and strategy, say
I got to keep on walking
Yo I got guns from Italy
Smoke trees considerably
Yo I got slugs for snitches
No love for bitches
I got a couple of niggas that’ll drop yo body
way
(Po-po-po-po-po-po-pooopoo)
Yeah I can tell by the way I took your hand
And then asked you to dance
He went all John Wayne in front of his
the right path for a worthy Fin
LOVE to my kin
Yeah
Meet me down by the crossroad
Down where the sun go
Down By that rugged cross roads Where my story will
In Genesis, He's the breath of life.
In Exodus, the passover lamb.
In Leviticus, He's our high priest.
Numbers, fire by night.
Deuteronomy, He's
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