Lyrics:
to a better life
Like John P Kee
A lot of love and R-E-Ciprocity
Where I will be
But i'll still defend my own
That's how it be
Until I D.I.E.
Into a New
Voices are everywhere, and they?re screaming at us: use me, buy me, believe me. We?ve got voices all over our culture: chat rooms, commercials,
blessed
And I’ve come to like your music, John P. Kee and Fred Hammond too
And I not only read more, now I’m reading to you
So to all the Christian
my pen
It's Just Wayne
John P. Kee and them
Hezekiah and them
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fuckin around with p
Aiyyo strike two, my style brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you
stuck by His side, yeah they followed Him around
Man these boys turned the whole world upside-down!
Peter, James, John, Matthew
Thaddeus, Judas,
out seeking different colored faces
And anyone else that they can scare
And they salute the foes their fathers fought
By raising their right arms in
go out seeking different colored faces
And anyone else that they can scare
And they salute the foes their fathers fought
By raising their right
car for lane mergin
Hasta manana, y'all crash like that Yanna cock block into gramma
Got cock in Atlanta, rockin P.P.P. Bandanas
While we fuck 'em
manana, why'all crash like that Yanna cock block into gramma
Got cock in Atlanta, rockin P.P.P. Bandanas
While we fuck 'em on camera
It's too late
at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,
I'll be there
I'll be there
Oh girl I'll be there
I tell you anywhere
You coming and
I'll meet you there
When you rain on me like John p kee
That's
clique to the T-O-P on G-O-D with B.o.B.
Tell by the hat, you could tell by the tat, you could tell how I act, you could tell how I rap that I represent
cap)
Big racks (big racks), big racks (big racks)
They big mad (big mad), big cap
Man we do this, OG P, handle niggas like CP
Diamonds dancin'
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
the exosphere I see I'm needed
All praise to the almighty father Jesus Christ, we glorify your name, amen
A p o c a l y p s e p h o e n i x
Keeping ladies wet,
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
We on now
Is this thing on
Oh yeah I can hear myself
Let's go
Uh huh
Yeah
I'm the best you never heard of
Social injustice is revolution's precursor
the squad is bod
Know that by bod I mean good
Do it for palace do it for the hood
Came from the jungle came from the wood
Bang bang boogy doing what we should
The next day John saw Jesus walking through a sea of souls and said
"BEHOLD! The Lamb of God sent to pay sin's toll for the world on a whole!
This is
""Worship You (Crossover Version)""
written by nYk p and Spike Lindsey
(Verse 1)
I woke up this morning
with a smile on my face and my heart filled
tree
Imagine that
Either way, we speak life
Got vision and we see life
By faith and by sight
By day and by night
Light or the darkness
My pen, it has
And we put in a hole in his lip, he walk with a limp
They scream R.I.P. to they man, if we catch him inside of the whip
Then we gonna flip, and we treatin'
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