Letras:Dad. God's Favourite.

Hey folks, believe in me
'Cause I'm a disciple can't you see?
Avoid the horrors of the big microwave
The instant dinner for the man in the cave
I'm sure the lord will forgive your faults
Now you just gimme your gold and follow my call
'Cause I'm one hell of a kid
I'm God's favourite

'Cause me and the lord we got this heavenly deal
He is my master and he taught me to steal
Yeah, me and the lord we got this fifty-fifty split
The old man says that I'm one hell of a kid
Yeah, the old man says that I'm one hell of a kid
I must be God's favourite
I'm God's favourite

I'm the son of the creator
I make a blind man hear
Now you just open your purse and feel the lord is near
'Cause he know your world It's written down in his book
And I'm his clerk I know what you took
So see you next time at the Jesus-show
'ae
Where blessings are costly and you can't say no

'Cause me and the lord we got this heavenly deal
He is my master and he taught me to steal
Yeah, me and the lord we got this fifty-fifty split
The old man says that I'm one hell of a kid
Yeah, the old man says that I'm one hell of a kid
I must be God's favourite
I'm God's favourite


Hey folks, listen to me
'Cause I'm one of God's boys can't you see?
'Cause I got the answers and you will seek them
Remember the dollars you saved over this weekend
Sins are free but it costs to confess
So your life lately has it been in a mess
'Cause I'm to decide if you are fit
'Cause we got the record and we know what you did

'Cause me and the lord we got this heavenly deal
He is my master and he taught me to steal
Yeah, me and the lord we got this fifty-fifty split
The old man says that I'm one hell of a kid
Yeah, the old man says that I'm one hell of a kid
I must be God's favourite
I'm God's favourite

'Cause me and the lord we got this heavenly deal
He is my master and he taught me to steal
Yeah, me and the lord we got this fifty-fifty split
The old man says that I'm one hell of a kid
Yeah, the old man says that I'm one hell of a kid
I must be God's favourite
I'm God's favourite

U know me & big G don't give blessings for free
Gimme what u got or come down where it's hot
I can rap with Saint Peter & tell what you did