wit' that And partner, I ain't feelin' the chit chat Coming where a nigga had to break 'em off a piece, like a Kit Kat Tell them cat bless me to impress
I can sit and watch the fields fill up with rays of glowing sun Or watch the moon lay on the fences like that's where it was hung My blessings are in
up, they offered him 30 pieces of silver All he got to do is deliver the savior Right on Bergen St. from bad luck to good luck My cup runneth over,
the obvious pattern of it all Carelessly, I stall Thinking change was just a friend that never called Tragedy's alright When it means we count the blessings
compound Elevated my soul, you're a flying my sound Like the sun of a sun ray burning up through a cloud Say, Torah food for my brain, let it rain till I drown Thunder, let the blessings
didn't happen How yo' brain processed it to be I tried to run from her, but she wasn't lettin' me be See, what happened was she put pills in my cup Threw
Dude- I wake up in the mornin.. pour up a cup of coffee, take a pull on this toffee, now im off to have a good day, bless to have another one,
up and dripped out, the truth has just slipped out 84's, Red Doors, Candy Apple Flip-Flop Got them boppers dripped out cause my drop tip top Purple Cup
' I fell out of my chair, woke up there the next mornin' God bless my nigga, cause it's then I been spoiled On my white muddy cup of Texas tea, that R
' is the unspoken Gospel Love that I'm an apostle, feel the holy spirit of Chicago E Bottom, here's the bottle I think I need a cup of a tea, because
Oh my my my I'm feeling high My moneys gone I'm all alone The world is turnin' Oh what a day What a day whay a day Peace and blessings manifest with every
right next to God and he calling you Son Taking you in, Angels breaking you in This is heaven and no longer do you have to sin And may God bless your
Scent so strong in the air, where you get that? Afghan, Pakistan, lamb's bread, skunk Acapulco Goldy, hydro funk Blueberry, chronic, chocolate chunk Northern lights, Buddha bless, cannabis cup
at? (South, South, Bronx!) C'mon let's bring it back (South, South, Bronx!) Raw rhymes for raw times My albums are underground, but this blessing is
is at? South South, Bronx C'mon let's bring it back South South, Bronx Raw rhymes for raw times My albums are underground, but this blessing is all
the dust With a sign that says 'Heaven Or Bust' I'm not yo priest or yo reverend But I've been known to bless a mic That'll make you swear to God I was
that never satisfy And then I heard my Savior speaking "Draw from the well that never will run dry" (Lord please fill my cup) Chorus: Fill my cup, Lord
