Lyrics:
shit
This that category 5, this that quake, bitch
See I'm so funked out, like out of here
Like blue lights in the basement
And it's a red state, in
billies pop wheelies how it's posed to be
Got to keep my family close to me
The only niggas that's really joining a toast from me
Got to know my mother n
doingk? that's 60 marks for why
H my god, what's the matter with you?
(coughing)
Oh my god, please please not here. step . . . . oh my god, what are you
doctrinally
Are you speaking by the spirit I don't care about degrees
It's God himself who did my ordaining
Otherwise I'd be not qualifying
Yeah otherwise I'd
Wake up in the mornin' (Wheezy outta here)
I'm already high by the time that I get suited up (high)
Only Heron I'm doing is Preston
I leave bad
the world didn't heal
Heal it
Still we live in pain
We live in pain
We talked enough
We sang enough
We planned enough
And we cried enough
Still, the world
worse for way less
Way, way less
Should I feel that bad about it?
If I really came up on a billi
I would've given like, um, half to charity
Okay, I'ma
just what his ass is
A meni me, and really see
The only way that any mini me can be pinned on me
Is when it be the complete opposite
Cos I can be
well
I believe that God knows what each of us
Wants and needs it's not necessary for us
To make it to church on Sunday to
Reach Him you can find Him
for mine
So he can stay strong, so that he can move on, when I'm dead and gone
The way the world is going it won't be too long, when I'm dead
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
some chances)
Hustle hard & stack it like you planned it(Like you planned it)
Aye keep it real you know we gotta brand it (Gotta brand it)
Live your life
on cushions of velvet & satin
To music by magic by people that happen
To enter the world of a strange purple
Jello
The dreams as they live them are all
Mellow
outta you for some free chili
Woo, I can't lose, I got Allah with me
It's just me and Ferrari Sheppard up in that 550
God sent me, had situations but I
planted, Woah
Yeah oh,
An they gonna look at you and say that you planned it
but it's not planned is called divine intervention
See they gonna try to knock
the nation
That's how it's been
Since our history began
Where I live is God's own country
Though it's dirtier and poorer
Than he planned
Though it's ragged
I'm guilty of
I know we live in times when love is not enough
It's not enough
(no no no no no)
And there's no way the gods are hearing me
measure his need
And then very carefully he'd proceed
Billy met a young girl in the early days of May
It was there in her arms he let his cautiousness
Stay ready wit my hands high though
I’m ready for that good life yo
I been on the mans mind
He took me as he planned and beat the devil by
at the mouth, his eyes wide off them pills
No I cannot go for none, lil nigga you know what it is
We Tolerate no disrespect, then handle that by snatching shh
I
gon’ find it, hell, that’s the disdain
Look how far we stray from love, that’s the distance
From our ancestors’ natural way, that’s the rich man
These
right
It's time to ask Jesus to come into our lives
We need you more than ever
We living in tough times
I can't withstand this weather
If you're not by
friend Billy who live just across the way
The world belonged to us forever on from that day
Until we ran into that sneaky girl from down the street
Who
caused the man to stand there still
Despite the winter's cold
And while he stood there in that trance
The angel read his soul
It seemed the man
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