Verse One: I have no face, I have no body, I have no heart I have no soul I don't care if you're young if you're old Here's my mission, I'm out to get
's bank book wasn't big enough Me, I'm standing on the side of the road Rain falling on my shoes, I'm heading out to the east coast Lord knows I've paid
, thirty-eight in his waist But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate end up Dead before thirty-eight and that's the life of us raised by
My chain big like my buzz in the city, But when I wasn't a rapper life wasn't as pretty, I got a chick and a chip on my shoulder, A zip of da doljah,
1- Lecrae) Yeah, Uncle Chris, Uncle Keith, Uncle Ricky, Before the Lord get me I gotta say something quickly I grew up empty since my daddy wasn't with me shoot, I wasn't
eight in his waist But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate End up, dead before thirty-eight and umm That's the life of us raised by winter
on my back, got to drinking and drugging Had to make a choice, get back to rapping or thugging So I walked into my bedroom, got down on my knees Put my
If I should die this very day Don't cry cause on Earth We wasn't meant to stay And no matter what the people say (It really won't matter) I'll be waiting
everybody counted me out Now I'm rewinding in my summer beach house If I'm not in the studio I'm out on tour Busting my ass to make my fans future secure
many, many, many men Wish death upon me Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain Death
[Verse One:] I have no face, I have no body, I have no heart I have no soul I don't care if you're young if you're old Here's my mission, I'm out to
it was my baby daughter Baby boy, I was deceived, it was leading me to the slaughter Wasn't thinking about Jesus, wasn't thinking about the curse, Wasn't thinkin' bout the fall, wasn't
to be base heads Don't say I didn't tell you cuz you gon see in the future I hope I don't have to shoot you If you switch Went from hardcore to beggin