Lyrics:
to the cross
I mean there's more but that's enough for today
Real Christians are known by putting love on display
So if the fake Jesus appears anywhere near
Jesus, Jesus
'Cause I know where my health comes from
So I gotta call ya when there's storms in my life
Standing and go by in the middle of the night
There's power in that name (yes, there is)
Can't nobody do what He does (no, no, no)
I love the name Jesus
and Flood
Be the only motherfuckers ever show me love
It's cause of me ninth ward comin up like a storm
So when you see me identify me by the nine on my
straight swishing yeah
Sober team 4L
Straight edge
Theres no kidding yeah
Jesus bless the drink i sip
Jesus bless the car and the whip
Jesus bless
have no food to eat give me Jesus when I'm wounded and wanted to heal give me Jesus whenever I don't have no shoes on my feet give me Jesus give me Jesus
featuring Master P Silkk the Shocker
(Master P)
Like 2Pac said only God can judge me
But I think only black Jesus can help me
ghostly and Gastly like Emily
What's up Em? Remember when I used to uh, get drunk in your basement?
Ay what's up L.P. I see you... Glover what's up girl?
yourself, and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way flip hair
Ooh, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was born this way!
Baby, I was born
bobby
Bitch did me wrong and there's no reconciling
Told you would happen all in due timing
Treat me like so coal couldnu0027t see the diamonds
I sparkle
an honor is to serve and be served by Him
I follow the still soft voice of Jesus Christ in my mind
The still soft voice of Perfect Love
The still soft voice
I was on my way to a fiery hell
Had no life begging for a slice of bread
Messing with my head crying out for help
Surrounded by fear and life's
first!
Why' dig it!
What you why' think o'that'n get a load a'
What I tell why'
What this place is no one knows it
There's no traces of the kind
Wusup! to my nigga Kel, Third Ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac Melph Calio, R.I.P. Pimp Daddy, Kilo ya with me, wusup Bryce hahahaha
Pop 'Em
into the mall, happy holidays
They don't know nothin' bout the Maccabees
Don't tell me nun bout X-mas
The world, man, it really don't like Jesus
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
they can't offer to heal it (Uh)
Jesus there is no one like You
Except for us
Wait i'm saying He's inside you
Therefore Love we abide through
Another black door in the middle of the road
You told me you'd get there
By quarter past seven
No matter what you said
I didn't like what you said,
I'm a 3rd ward nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a 9th ward nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a long beach nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a no limit nigga
hate
But they hated Jesus, baby, we won't break
So we ride like four Pirellis, so secured
No security, no protecting, no comparing
Loc-ing heavy,
masterpieces I was Jesus
They ripped my heart to pieces
I ain't
Picking up the pieces (NO)
Middle fingers to the psych ward Heidelberg Psych ward why you make
there by the bridge
They say they smell marijuana up in the car
Old school, I should should buy baller walls
See my lil' homie and them fallin' off
I
by one!
SHORT INTERLUDE
Solo: Ike gbadata,
Chorus: Ike no n’aha Jesus!
Solo: Ike gbadata eee!
Chorus: Dasa anyi n’isi ooooo!
Solo: Ike Muonso,
plus wards like seventeen hours, but sleep is a waste of time and my soul just devours
Cause sometimes things end and there's no freaking closure
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