Sicilian style while add enough break wide As I come back with the vibe And I throw up near side Grimy niggas I can feel ya I've been here the whole
no reason I'm as evil as I could be I pray to Jesus, "Please keep my mind at peace" I just wanna stay humble and patient That's when stupid niggaz come
the day? 'Cos I believe Oh, I believe That there's more to life, there's more to life than this Should I call you Jesus? Should I call you Buddha? Don
fires of hell I know he meant it but what's a little straying He got everybody singing and a-praying That devil better not come back down here again
so many styles I should have my tubes tied One time, when rappers need concentration Embarrassed, I nigga like getting caught masturbating I'm fascinating, I
no one knows how much you've suffered Christ is king (deny him) Jesus is lord (deny him) I'm not related to the guilt flesh that repents I turn my back
rich white business men make the best clientele I?m from where they too pussy to come film Survivor And they murder Coca-Cola union organizers I?m from
in this verse right now I'm thinking back to when we first got down I only groped but when you searched I found Snatched quick though you knew how I
moves when you come and you try for it New York City of God I 'den saved some of New York's prettiest broads I'm spittin the gospel I hit my apostle'
them I - don't - play - I - win I got plain again that's why I came again It's the R-A-K-I-M Come through in a by, lean low like I'm doin a crime Empty
businessmen make the best clientele I'm from where they too pussy to come film Survivor And they murder Coca-Cola union organizers I'm from where the
the data. I'm the alpha. Satan: I'm the beta. Ras Kass: And I'm omega. To be or not to be was man's question since conception. I think therefore I am
inhale the aroma. "I smell.. I smell.. I smell PUSSY!!!" My nigga could use some heart like a fucking organ donor. And conflict? Whenever you plan it, I
kind would say to these people would say come and inherit the kingdom prepared for you for when i was hungry you gave me food i was sick u visited me when i
never happen to me 'Til I found that girl, 'til I found the truth I found out you pay for everything you do Oh yeah, until I found out I'm no different
the islands, I would fry your whole tribe Sicilian style while add enough break wide As I come back with the vibe And I throw up near side Grimy niggas I
five You got part of your salary when this old God arrives I'll be gone, jetti, I nix comedy spook John ? is foul, but he still know the truth Organized
! Rhonda: I want the wind to come rushing down the plain! I want fairies on a string over the audience! I want real broadway entertainment! feathers!
