wouldn't grow, There'd be nothing to find. Love, as we know it, Just might not exist, If not for God, So much would be missed. If it wasn't for God
gotta stroke a stick like the hun play pool If not you gotta walk like a runway fool Catch me in the moon shine or the sun ray jewels If you keep sayin
now make me wonder this Now why it's cool for you But it's not for me And why he ain't hop on my song and make it hot for me But u don't give a fuck You
Black Cotton Black Cotton- A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tail Ghetto gospel that is- listen Robbin' Black Cotton in God's
if you got a man or not, If you made plans or not. God put me in the plans or not. I'm trippin' this drink got me sayin' a lot. But I know that god put
Black Cotton Black Cotton - A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tail Ghetto gospel that is- listen Robbin' Black Cotton in God'
philosophy? Fuck that, nigga hip-hop is not Republican That's just the white motherfuckers that own the publishin And get the fuck out, if you want the
beginning of the end Yeah.. Yeah... yeah, yeah [Verse 1] The voice of racism preaching the gospel is devilish A fake church called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist Forgetting God is not
guess I'm not finished with my journey Please forgive me for my sins, shit I'm still trying to learn Meet HOV'! [Chorus] - reverse Hov and Kels [gospel
If God had an iPod, I'd be on his playlist My phrases amazes the faces in places The favourite, huh My cup over runneth with hundreds Dummy, dammit, not like for
if you got a man or not, If you made plans or not God put me in the plans or not I'm trippin' this drink got me sayin' a lot But I know that God put
me if you look up for a (while) holier than (thou) so I say it for you [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all
with strippers Obsessed with clitorises This ring Made a nigga feel macho Cry for Lie for Die for My ho Nigga I go face Diablo With a hostile gospel If
he was here And when he died you realized you need him here God with me partner Ain't no one for me to fear Hindsight 20/20 Future not as clear But I'
a stash ain't sayin cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin ass! [Ghostface Killah] For cryin out loud my style is wild so book me Not long
besides when they find you you'll be bones Mom say watch my peers, hangin like chandeliers Orderin Don P, you couldn't pay for one beer Perpetratin, a fraud, oh god
There's no mercy for me, no crying myself to sleep No mercy for me, nightmares have become my dreams No mercy for me, good morning reality Will I wake
