Lyrics:
forgot where I was
Thank GOD for the gps she diamond no VVS
Sickest nigga in the fucking booth should of put my stu by CVS
Thick snow bunny on my BBC who
phony
Where the fuck was you at
I was grinding by my lonely
Throw up your set or some
Throw up your set or some
Throw up your set or some
Throw up your
ooo
Look, aye
Look
Look
Who raising these niggas
Damn I feel like Jesus I'm really saving these niggas
Cross me and it's finished
My starlight never
a struggle to still evolve
Walk and then learn to crawl
Bit by the underdog
Where went the wherewithal
Hang up when Nature calls
Cave writing's on the wall
Why
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
We Follow Jesus
Mmmm
God first place like gold
I will never sell my soul
Aye, God first place like gold
I will never sell my soul
They callin' me
Jones with her hair did
Now its flying everywhere she don't care what her head did
She an heir, yea
Caught up in the air, yea
Probably why she
couldn't have been 'Smith' or
'Jones' or 'Bush' or 'Powell'
That wasn't your name
They don't have those kind of names
Where you and I came from
No what was
manacled, beaten
By your own people do you have the first idea
Why you deserve it? Listen, king of the Jews
Where is your kingdom?
Look at me, am I a Jew?
I
sight of Jesus as he strolled on
And couldn't keep it in they had to shouted it out and told em
"There he go! The Lamb of God y'all Behold Um'!
John's
into it
And I'm a say screw it
But I'm not gonna chop
But I'm not Mike Jones, and
I'm not Mike Jones
Mike Jones who? Shut the fuck up
Here's a dick, dad,
who's
Got a problem with honesty
More like Monopoly
Where who's got the most money
Has got the authority
Overpriveleged minority
Acting on behalf
In Christ Jesus. I'm a child of the One True King
I'm fabulously wealthy and that is why I sing
Purposed, and Purchased, and Powered | By the 3 in 1
Christ Jesus. I’m a child of the One True King
I’m fabulously wealthy and that is why I sing
Purposed, and Purchased, and Powered | By the 3 in 1
And God
waiting for Jesus
To come and say
Chorus:
Lazarus, Lazarus, Lazarus Come Forth
When he died he went to where
The saints of God did stay
In the holding
Yo, what it is? What it do? What's goodie?
You are now tuned in to the sounds of
A Tribe Called De La Peas
L.A. New York collabo
Y'all know what
fate stands undefeated
So I can't help but think these things that happen have a meaning
Patience as I'm pacing, slow and steady, easy Jesus
But that
Man what da fuck goin on?
Im lookin everywhere what da hell y'all niggas doin man?
Where da fuck my keys at? huh?
Who got da keys to da motherfuckin
God knows why why why why why
Oh, they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
Throw me the finger in the air, let me see where you're at
And say hey,
gone
Tearing down the 'jects creating plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God
props where the props are due
But let me start with a fool I don't give a fuck about
I wanted to give a Fuck You out
To the nigga who went out
close to a big amount
but I'm making enough sense (Cents)
For y'all to keep hearing me
And God to keep steering me
Toward music and haters and people who
a rinse
And why we look at Jesus work as just the past tense
I just think about all of the times
That I knew to do his will and chose to do mine
Sitting
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