I live knowing that we're slaves to be sold And my paranoia is a joke, so I'm told And where's the new Jesus? Well, he's off praising the Lord The Yankee
Fordítás: Élet dolgok. Nincs új Jézus.
fuckin die they gonna bury me Alive... [Chorus:] And I'm so prestigious I brought my niggas from the hood to the beaches I'm living good gripping wood with all the features Jesus
living in sin, living and doing things I wanted to do, living and seeing what I wanted to see. But one day Jesus touched my life and when Jesus came
heartbeat of all I do I can't live a day without you Oh Jesus, I live because you live You're like the air I breathe Oh Jesus, oh, I have because you
yes sir I- Brooklyn New York Brooklyn New York Get ready Doctor Williams will be in Brooklyn New York Tomorrow evenin' Monday evenin' 6 pm until 8 pm
1: XV] I'm A-W-E, some call me awesome Some call me Vizzy, honeys call me often Gator on my shirt, what did it Lacoste him? Jesus Christ I'm good, please
raise you stay close to goin to work with the 12 days you see a new mullenium but feels like you in the stone age stressing every 7 minutes from living
of empty liquor bottles. Not an alcoholic but alcohol it, Can ease the pain. Drinkin' all my problems away But still prayin' in Jesus' name. Tryna' turn
any man be in Christ, he is a new creation" Old things are passed away, somebody needs to hear that and behold Everything becomes new, and when everything becomes new
's thing we could never provide or Be beside, Lord, just give the right to desire or admire such The finer things you know To dream is to live life's
callin' I flew B's wit him, I blew trees wit him Couldn't wait to go on tour across seas wit him People seem to get lost and, blow things out of proportion
the car Hand on my mac, cock back, ready to clap Up in Iraq, see my niggas hustlin' crack The same scheme from Queens when you livin' your dreams You gotta sell things
d-cks pourin' champagne damn thing sit there rockin' sway n-gga in the damn ring aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing ask Yeezy and most we do the
You can do me like a new kid (new kid) Rocket till it's sputred (sputred) Articulate to prove it but motha fuckas is stupid (Okay) Kali baby, and his thing
Jesus Everything was suppose to be all Jesus But it seems like everything is all Satan But it seems like everything is all Satan In the new millennium
, it would be new to me if you was on tour with Tecca Nina and still you could be [Chorus - Krizz Kaliko (Strange Lane Choir)] (Holy, holy) If you lived
ya They ain't wit it or gettin' the bigger picture We live in the bigger picture, ya niggaz is really wit ya, ohh It's da all new thrilla, in Manila
