more than plush living Gotta be more than grabbing nines to buck tin in Gotta be more than just to lust women Gotta be more than platinum Rolexes, 600's and crushed linen Praise your name
my light I wanna thank You for the difference in my life Can't even count the reasons why ( ohhh I) Refrain: I lift you up and praise Your name You
And I'm a leave on one more note One more motherfuckin note It's like this... Look at him [Drake:] I ain't been here in a minute Cut the lights off I
curse the name, or maybe call me Kane Lets have a 'toast for the douche bags' Then people wanna talk about me on blogs because I like clothes like look at
one page and one pen One prayer, tell God, forgive for one sin Matter fact maybe more than one, look back At all the hatred against me, **** alla them Jesus died at
I speak to you in Jesus' name As Jesus speaks through me The evil we do can't be blamed Upon our destiny I have walked through the Valley of death-row
a Benz, hangs at all the parties, all the concerts Backstage where the stars be, rockin' they shirts In bitches faces like clockwork, what's your name
One, two, I'm 'bout to set this off, like this Hip-hoppers, check it Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why?
an end When you look at the world I wonder - would you do it again? Was it worth the change Do we embarrass your name When you see us at the church, tell
blow your back out How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse [Buckshot] Let's take a walk through Crown Heights Steppin through the city at
questions/ If we gotta rebel and do some checkin'/ At any second, things can change an death attack/ And for the record you already know where I'll see you at
Thugs (Im' a str8 rida) Yeah Ay move, that's that nigga right there dawg,(we str8 ridaz) thats the same nigga that was talkin shit at the club dawg,
comes out in a line Let it out P, what, let it out P, what Let it out P, my nigga let it out, okay Jesus will arrange it, but Jesus won't change it
to look up at the sky Fella, don't be afraid to look up at the sky My nigga, don't be afraid to look up at the sky Fellas, don't be afraid to look up at
These haters hate 'cause he shined at all times Seein' the way Sleep Dog ball made a nigga chase paper Remember the day you gave me your chain At my show at
your hand off my jeans Er'body look at you strange, say you changed Like you work that hard to stay the same Uh Game stays the same, the name changes
a real nigga will pick the time, to go what Verse one Kadafi like the lyrical father hezzy give me feet if your crucified, like you was Jesus on
to kill Fuck dead 'em in your grill Yeah fuck nigga for real With a posse a-standing along Me and my nina raw chrome Bucking straight at your dome Ain
