We cop new timepieces when these fools deny Jesus Hate is a sin dog, be real I got my hand on the pump You on Twitter in your feels Throwin' subs, arguin’ with chicks I pray for these niggas, same hands that I hustle with Passin' the offering plates, I'm the preacher in foreign whips Sermons and politics, miracles come with each and every flip That dinero from zero, so heaven-sent Immaculate, blessings from Mary, I reminisce On days we was broke, all we had was some common sense Last night, I had a nightmare, I was at the stove I woke up in Paris, cookin’ up for Hov That's why I thank the Lord for givin' me this life And even when I'm gone, the music keepin' us alive Yeah, it's called forever-ever Ever-ever, ever-ever, family ties
Yeah, yeah, oh I'm so grateful, all I need is love To the Lord above
G6 globals, who'da thunk it, from the projects Eight balls, some poppy, went and dunked it in the Pyrex Mischievous thoughts ’fore seein’ the sauce Told Montana in the G, chicky poo in the Porsche The Frank Sinatra of the Spanish mobsters We the Jimmy's Cafe, ain’t no need for operas Had the fiends scream, "Hallelujah," **** the prosecutor Gave my nigga fifty years, and he was not the shooter When they see us I'll have ticked refinement Dig deep in your mind, no pressure, no diamonds So we live a life, drop a hundred at the ferry, yeah My chick's in San Fran, but stay out my bae area You salute the cross, or you rebuke the cross Either way you meet the Lord when you get moved across Death knockin' at your door got you squeezin’ handle And you ain't seen God 'till you starin down a barrel
And I've been good, oh All I need is love To the Lord above
I'm sittin' here, reminiscin', think I just got a lightbulb Somethin' I'd like to mention, this is just on a side note Word to the Terror Squad, Joe, this is all puns aside though I know me and Mariah didn't end on a high note But that other dude's whipped, that pussy got him neutered Tried to tell him this chick's a nut job before he got his jewels clipped Almost got my caboose kicked, fool, quit, you not gon' do shit I let her chop my balls off, too 'fore I lost to you, Nick I should quit watchin' news clips, yeah My balls are too big, I should be talkin' pool 'Cause I got scratches on my pocket, fall when I'm takin' shots at you **** it, lemme chalk the cue stick I'm over the top, like pool, whip And I promise you the day I fall off or lose it I will stop and cut off the music Opportunist, wanna kill shit every chance that I got to do this Stackin' my guap, savage, I'm not To fool with, like a handgun, you could say I'm like a Gat when it's cocked I keep it a (Buck, buck), your ass'll get shot If rap was an actual Glock, you'd act like you strapped when you're not Only cap that you pop is the top on the can of your pop You the man 'till I pop your top You ain't Jack in a Box And I ain't talkin' a hamburger spot Cracker with the barrel, armed to the teeth, Anderson .Paak (Yeah) Rest in peace to Afeni and her son Pac You sent me that plaque with his rhyme sheet, I haven't forgot (Nah) Blow 30 million in a month, call it Brewster's Millions Just hope I don't lose the feelin', from soldier to civilian Got everything I need but I don't even see myself in the future chillin' Only thing I don't have in the booth's a ceiling, just call me the roofless villain They tellin' me sky's the limit, so I got my head in the clouds Unicorn in human form, saw a gift horse, looked him dead in the mouth (And Lord) And Lord, good lookin' out, for sendin' me Edna and Charles Whenever mom kicked me out of the house They were the bomb, then you sent me L-L All the times that I hated myself, since eleven or twelve Only way that I knew how to better myself is when I'm bet against by everyone else So Joe hit the head on the nail You ain't seen God 'till you starin' down a barrel I was gun shy, but now like a snail The slug's comin' out of its shell
Oh, there's no hate in this world That can make me give up That can keep me stuck Lord, I thank you (Lord, I thank you) I thank you, I'm so grateful, so thankful, so thankful (So thankful) Oh, oh, oh, oh, mm I thank the Lord above Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
[00:00.000] 作词 : Joseph Cartagena/Andre Lyon/Rayshon Cobbs Jr./Marshall Mathers/Mary J Blige/Marcello Valenzano [00:01.000] 作曲 : Joseph Cartagena/Andre Lyon/Rayshon Cobbs Jr./Marshall Mathers/Mary J Blige/Marcello Valenzano [00:10.190]Yeah [00:11.197] [00:11.796]We cop new timepieces when these fools deny Jesus [00:16.200]Hate is a sin dog, be real [00:18.084]I got my hand on the pump [00:19.778]You on Twitter in your feels [00:21.973]Throwin' subs, arguin’ with chicks [00:24.603]I pray for these niggas, same hands that I hustle with [00:27.707]Passin' the offering plates, I'm the preacher in foreign whips [00:30.791]Sermons and politics, miracles come with each and every flip [00:34.581]That dinero from zero, so heaven-sent [00:37.012]Immaculate, blessings from Mary, I reminisce [00:40.176]On days we was broke, all we had was some common sense [00:43.803]Last night, I had a nightmare, I was at the stove [00:47.008]I woke up in Paris, cookin’ up for Hov [00:50.219]That's why I thank the Lord for givin' me this life [00:53.101]And even when I'm gone, the music keepin' us alive [00:56.780]Yeah, it's called forever-ever [00:59.527]Ever-ever, ever-ever, family ties [01:02.898] [01:04.616]Yeah, yeah, oh [01:08.652]I'm so grateful, all I need is love [01:12.673]To the Lord above [01:14.598] [01:14.743]G6 globals, who'da thunk it, from the projects [01:17.777]Eight balls, some poppy, went and dunked it in the Pyrex [01:20.961]Mischievous thoughts ’fore seein’ the sauce [01:23.600]Told Montana in the G, chicky poo in the Porsche [01:27.350]The Frank Sinatra of the Spanish mobsters [01:29.866]We the Jimmy's Cafe, ain’t no need for operas [01:33.025]Had the fiends scream, "Hallelujah," **** the prosecutor [01:36.061]Gave my nigga fifty years, and he was not the shooter [01:39.542]When they see us I'll have ticked refinement [01:42.381]Dig deep in your mind, no pressure, no diamonds [01:45.525]So we live a life, drop a hundred at the ferry, yeah [01:48.839]My chick's in San Fran, but stay out my bae area [01:52.235]You salute the cross, or you rebuke the cross [01:55.510]Either way you meet the Lord when you get moved across [01:58.816]Death knockin' at your door got you squeezin’ handle [02:01.655]And you ain't seen God 'till you starin down a barrel [02:03.625] [02:03.626]And I've been good, oh [02:12.057]All I need is love [02:15.077]To the Lord above [02:16.361] [02:16.537]I'm sittin' here, reminiscin', think I just got a lightbulb [02:19.875]Somethin' I'd like to mention, this is just on a side note [02:23.181]Word to the Terror Squad, Joe, this is all puns aside though [02:26.393]I know me and Mariah didn't end on a high note [02:29.459]But that other dude's whipped, that pussy got him neutered [02:32.440]Tried to tell him this chick's a nut job before he got his jewels clipped [02:35.528]Almost got my caboose kicked, fool, quit, you not gon' do shit [02:38.808]I let her chop my balls off, too 'fore I lost to you, Nick [02:42.966]I should quit watchin' news clips, yeah [02:45.282]My balls are too big, I should be talkin' pool [02:47.622]'Cause I got scratches on my pocket, fall when I'm takin' shots at you [02:50.619]**** it, lemme chalk the cue stick [02:52.087]I'm over the top, like pool, whip [02:53.633]And I promise you the day I fall off or lose it [02:55.932]I will stop and cut off the music [02:57.487]Opportunist, wanna kill shit every chance that I got to do this [03:00.739]Stackin' my guap, savage, I'm not [03:03.151]To fool with, like a handgun, you could say I'm like a Gat when it's cocked [03:06.370]I keep it a (Buck, buck), your ass'll get shot [03:09.060]If rap was an actual Glock, you'd act like you strapped when you're not [03:12.388]Only cap that you pop is the top on the can of your pop [03:15.559]You the man 'till I pop your top [03:17.354]You ain't Jack in a Box [03:19.574]And I ain't talkin' a hamburger spot [03:21.853]Cracker with the barrel, armed to the teeth, Anderson .Paak (Yeah) [03:25.555]Rest in peace to Afeni and her son Pac [03:28.098]You sent me that plaque with his rhyme sheet, I haven't forgot (Nah) [03:31.631]Blow 30 million in a month, call it Brewster's Millions [03:34.965]Just hope I don't lose the feelin', from soldier to civilian [03:37.893]Got everything I need but I don't even see myself in the future chillin' [03:40.957]Only thing I don't have in the booth's a ceiling, just call me the roofless villain [03:44.207]They tellin' me sky's the limit, so I got my head in the clouds [03:47.459]Unicorn in human form, saw a gift horse, looked him dead in the mouth [03:50.510](And Lord) And Lord, good lookin' out, for sendin' me Edna and Charles [03:53.422]Whenever mom kicked me out of the house [03:54.999]They were the bomb, then you sent me L-L [03:56.753]All the times that I hated myself, since eleven or twelve [03:59.483]Only way that I knew how to better myself is when I'm bet against by everyone else [04:02.873]So Joe hit the head on the nail [04:04.096]You ain't seen God 'till you starin' down a barrel [04:05.897]I was gun shy, but now like a snail [04:07.593]The slug's comin' out of its shell [04:09.129] [04:10.172]Oh, there's no hate in this world [04:14.471]That can make me give up [04:17.406]That can keep me stuck [04:20.479]Lord, I thank you (Lord, I thank you) [04:24.147]I thank you, I'm so grateful, so thankful, so thankful (So thankful) [04:29.573]Oh, oh, oh, oh, mm [04:39.375]I thank the Lord above [04:42.077]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [04:45.794]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
