Pray to god one more time Before you hear the bells chime You searched for salvation, but entered damnation Trapped by the claws of death, you die for your god
's what you get for thinkin and eventually Found that's what you get for stinkin Blowin up the spot when you rot Plus if it gets hot they know you dipped For
of your albums play back to back And I visit your grave 'cause our friendship's intact An immaculate concept, extravagant progress Bullet wounds left in my heart, I'm yellin', "God
the grave with they teeth It's time to meet your maker step into the new millennium I analyze data like intel Pentium So follow me, I blame sovereignty for God
said they gon have yo ass gone Light jokes, you keep playin with them white folks Cant even take the piss They gon' test your urine Cut all the sponsorship for
to my girl I lust for the riches, what a treat this is The Lord is dealin' with my demons and my weaknesses God, forgive, lose it all or God forbid
This is for the soldiers That see the sun at midnight You dig, let me slow down It's so incredible I go to the grave before I be a bitch, nigga Better
for tryin' to stop a strike. His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand What it's like to be in society with a shackle on your
my homies grave and mine For all those who fallen and answered when God was calling Jump into my ragtop and get all in I'm the bomb, planted in your
nigga Fuck Jay-Z" (I) Fuck with your soul like ether (Will) Teach you the king you know you (Not) "God's son", across the belly (Lose) I prove you lost already Brace yourself for
grace (I see grace) I see God's face (I See Gods face) Shining pure and perfect love When I see you With your last breath I see love Through your death
wasn't for you Then none of this is for nothing It's all for nothing It's all for nothing It's all for nothing If it wasn't for you None of this would
so I prepare for the worst, and hope for the best, and the rest is written. Some wanna treat me like I'm forbidden, but I'm just lookin' for the shit
probably me so we go. We know what went wrong, and I know your mom is laughing, and it's your aunt's baby's daddy in Cinncinatti. Wonder why bitch
young Hova, Twista Bun B, Pimp C, A.C. Killer Get your money, get your paper Elevate like my nigga DMX Here's a prayer, God bless playa Everybody wanna
to the back, strap guns. Then double double shot, then a nigga goes stormin' to get the four, and about the block, shoot the spot. And put on muscle for
