Song parody of
Success (feat. Tido YVK)
by Doji Dope
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Jumping out of bed
Put on a reefe
Grab a water bottle
That is all the bath you need
Say your prayers while you in your sleep
Cause once you open up your eye lids
You a witness of a sex scheme
Theft Okapi stubbing and Battery
A bullet shooting at a robbery
Screwdrivers in the Cavity Thoracic
Go to church
Say a prayer but whilst on your knees
Prayer stuck in your cavities
Faith up in the Mortuary
You wonder what is happening
Insulting people that you suffer with
Pointing fingers at another being
Truth never coming out your lips
But act like you just won a lottery
Neverminding what other people would feel
Call it minding yo own biz
Walking from work back home
Your life threatened on a cell phone
Now you this close to sleeping in a morgue
Lugomo knocking on the wrong door
Now he no more
Drunk only tryna get home
They beat him till he turn into a Corpse
Damn
Everybody wonder how it feels
But only those who make it get to live that feel
So protect yourself as you walk the streets
Lord
Hold me by the Hand
And guide me through my sins
Jumping out of bed
Put on a reefe
Grab a water bottle
That is all the bath you need
Say your prayers while you in your sleep
Cause once you open up your eye lids
You a witness of a sex scheme
Theft Okapi stubbing and Battery
A bullet shooting at a robbery
Screwdrivers in the Cavity Thoracic
Go to church
Say a prayer but whilst on your knees
Prayer stuck in your cavities
Faith up in the Mortuary
You wonder what is happening
Insulting people that you suffer with
Pointing fingers at another being
Truth never coming out your lips
But act like you just won a lottery
Neverminding what other people would feel
Call it minding yo own biz
Walking from work back home
Your life threatened on a cell phone
Now you this close to sleeping in a morgue
Lugomo knocking on the wrong door
Now he no more
Drunk only tryna get home
They beat him till he turn into a Corpse
Damn
Everybody wonder how it feels
But only those who make it get to live that feel
So protect yourself as you walk the streets
Lord
Hold me by the Hand
And guide me through my sins
