Verse 2 - J. Cole] A many blessings sent from heaven thanking God to be alive Flight attendant woke me up said Mr.Cole you have arrived, welcome In this game the price of fame is steep, Lord
gotta walk like a runway fool Catch me in the moon shine or the sun ray jewels If you keep sayin your prayers maybe one day you'll.. ..be blessed like
la peste! C'est la peste! [It's pestilence! It's pestilence!] Sauve qui peut! Sauve qui peut! [Run for cover! Run for cover!] Dominus vobiscum [Let the God be
Mighty job me and for God, please come save the day If I should die before I wake, me leave a blessing for me people today Mighty job me and for God upon
Mighty job me and for God, please come save the day If I should die before I wake, me leave a blessing for the people today Mighty job me and for God
losing it rapidly Trying to keep my faith in God, but my spirit is scarred I wanna do it but if I do it, I won't wake up to the Lord I'm living hard,
nigga's really blessed, cause I'm still here Why does he forsaken me I wonder if a nigga's really blessed [Chill] It ain't my fault, my Lord please forgive
[Hook] Why, do they worry me Because the game, ain't what it use to be Where did all the G's go, uh-huh [Z-Ro] I be beeping niggaz with cell phones So
out punches up to par Cause everybody want to test me, knocking them down punching But they want to bust will I fight to jump so would the lord bless
praises to God Just for letting me see another sunrise, cause sometime making it through the night is hard Living in a place where cheering kills, cheering and police be
the hood Send mo' troops.. Why should I lie, when I can dramatize? ni**az fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized Simply by spittin I've been blessed
money off tha floor god bless tha tre-four stuck on full, drunk again sippin' on Gin with a couple of friends sayin' those thug life niggas be like major
based on sinnin, I'm hellbound Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down My game plan to be trained and, military Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin
is based on sinnin, I'm hellbound Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down My game plan to be trained and, military Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin
, blessed and still livin Tryin to earn every penny that I'm gettin, and reminiscin to the beginnin of my mission When I was conceived, and came to be
be crazy too with nothing to lose Chorus Outro It was a what type nigga be a Thug Life nigga We be the craziest...Muthafucka! You know! It was a what type nigga be
