out the banks loan art to the churches Satanic Reverses Bail-out the banks loan art to the churches Satanic Reverses Bail out the banks loan art to the churches
Yea, he he, Don Quan Original God's Son Nas That nigga Cass rules, what up baby Y'all niggaz is crazy, to think Y'all niggaz can't fade me, trick these
my demo to a label named Gotee And out of nowhere Todd Collins up and called me He said he heard my junk and plus he wanted to sign me My heart jumped
aroma While I go city to city fillin the pieu's up I ask God to forgive me while I'm fillin the Uz' up Demons won't let me see a man fillin my shoes
perpetual Christian guilt. He hangs there as a remainder of our own subjugation. Let it be known that he alone is Christ, Those who dare emulate him
me, Teach me how to see, Ears cannot hear, my mouth is too dry to speak. You have searched me, you, you know me, there is nothing good inside me. Purge me
me downtown put me under the court 'cause Joe Buddens told 'em I carry a gun in New York And homey that's strictly fact he got ripped on wax So he
, the living Prophet And I'm similar, Nasir Bin Aluda Ra Visqu Allah, fist full of dollars in the dice game God The Ice King, God, the Black Christ, elegant stance Clothes fit me
the hotel Chop my quarters down to dubs and watch my dope sell I hit darochee come and scoop me Drop me off ? and they was snoopy's? said he puffed a
there, I'm living proof The man who walked on water and calmed the raging sea He saved me and I know that He'll save you Take it from me, now that's
daddy so I feel all empty Like why he never call or why don't he come get me And momma under legalistic teachings and lies So she beat me and she tell me it was to keep me
ain't trippin' if you just left church, ya heard of Christ Let me tell you what was holdin' me Six hours on the Cross while His Holy Blood flowed for me
presence, why y'all actin' bashful? King Syze cats and any clique they rap flo Y'all little light niggas couldn't feed my shadows From, city to city,
to take me downtown put me under the court Cuz Joe Buddens told 'em I carry a gun New York And homey that's strictly fact he got ripped on wax So he snitched
he so loved the world he gave our only begotten sons. For he so loved the world he gave our only begotten sons. * In Christian societies executions
a demo to a label called Gotee And out of nowhere Todd Collins up and called me He said he heard my junk and plus he wanted to sign me My heart jumped