you know, let you know If you don't know what I know, you won't know If you feel how I feel, I feel you If you see what I see, come and see me If you
Tradução: Todos los Santos. Si usted no sabe lo que sé.
a bag of bud I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) I bet I bust I bet I, I bet I, (bust) I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes
Ah man Niggas don't wanna see me like this man Hell no man I'm in the penthouse suite You know like like 40 floors from seamint You know what I'm mean
to send me home early, But you came home to... I ain't a saint, bee, I ain't gaga, I ain't the angel leader but I try harder. I'm like light for my soldiers
ya You ain't gon' Worldstar me I ain't your average rapper You drinking all the Goose then bitch I ain't finna pay You don't look like your Twitter avatar
will for all creeds, All races, all nations, Genesis to Revelation So get up in it if you want to know His will revealed through the Son and more It's real, but you
we puttin? on the whole armor of God as we resist the wilds of the devil And the Lord just rocked us through this letter, you know what I?m sayin? (know what I
let's get it because I'm amped on his name Now as you all know Paul wrote and said he couldn't wait to see us He said he tries but I quote, "Satan still
slums This ain't livin... Jesus [singers repeat in background 3X] We believed in you Everything you do Just wanna let you know, how we feel Black Jesus
me ruff stuff You don't want ruff stuff? Don't want your face around here Make you shake, make you shiver Make you pray, pray, pray Gonna make you quake, make you quiver And turn you
saint But it can't be love if you don't have to crawl You say you don't need nothing but you got to have it all I want to know What kind of love
in America And in this we celebrate all that is not okay I don't know what I believe in I don't know where I belong So I scream at the top of my lungs
in America And in this we celebrate all that is not okay I don?t know what I believe in I don?t know where I belong So I scream at the top of my lungs
they roll slow If you can't get away better toss that llello Keep your bankroll Yeah we havin' a celebration, I love to stay high And you better believe
suitcase Thunder's rolling down the tracks Don't know where you're goin' Sky is turnin' black / But you know you won't be back Well darlin' if you're
I need to believe in a hierarchic grace I can do without a book I'll never read Second hand faith is all I need I will pay you for your trouble I will pay you
