MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
grits - anybody
Anybody...
Right now my heart is so heavy
I cry tears until I'm empty
I feel so alone, don't you hear me say?
I gotta break these chains
I gotta break these chains
anybody out there, anybody on the landscape
any-anybody? Am I talking to myself?
body-body Anybody
I need to rationalize
Anybody see the passion in my eyes?
this flip life, sorta stuff I observe
is often times triflin, throwin me a curve
Seem a little life been getting a little blurred
Lately my wife's been praying for me, word.
God, know I'm thankful for the blessings I receive
but who wants to give up what they want for what they need
A lotta things are promises, a lot are true indead
Some of ya'll ain't hearin me, let me bring you up to speed
Maybe we'll stop
Maybe the album will flop
Maybe we'll cop nice cribs on the way to the top
Maybe we'll stay right her in the jar remainers
Keep believing with the truth, leading a pack to fall
Right now my heart is so heavy
I cry tears until I'm empty
I feel so alone, don't you hear me say?
I gotta break these chains
I gotta break these chains
Have you ever felt alone like nobody cares?
And even at home ain't nobody there?
But somebody's there
But nobody's there
Showing concern for the issues burning
The insecurity
And the fear internally
Poor self image with no real identity
Untapped potential
Unstable mental
Looking to escape from the trap you into
So you puffin puffin til you see the stars
Cuttin cuttin and you hide the scares
Poppin poppin til the pills are gone
You drink the last drop til you in the zone
...for the love complex
used and abused
bruised and confused
I'm gonna tell the truth
Ain't no substitute
That's ever gonna fufill the need inside you
Christ died for that
He left and came back
Flowed the powers sin and death alike
You can have life and get more abudant
No more questions, cap the wonderin
Right now my heart is so heavy
I cry tears until I'm empty
I feel so alone, don't you hear me say?
I gotta break these chains
I gotta break these chains
What you wanna know?
Where you tryin to go?
What you tryin to see?
Where you tryin to be?
grits - be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be,want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be,want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
we could hook up
we could hook up
we can get married
this is my gift to you
my love is true
we can get married
(2x)
who?d have thought my babe was on an island of her own
had me smiling on the phone same page different time zones
god?s a real character painting caricatures of christ
and his love for the church enduring the pain cuz it hurts
when i saw you i went bezerk insane goin looney and cartooney
so sue me you was a vision of beauty truly
thinking of all the charm to inflect upon my behalf
forgive me don?t mean to stare but your hair is down to your calf
tell me about yourself your culture is polynesian
i love when the breeds be mixin our blueprint is in ephesians
instantaneously cultures collided decided we?d ride it
spent time in prayer separately so we wouldn?t have to hide it
fictitious image brought to life reflection of love
carefully inspected with gloves so fragile my darling was
and i aint need miss cleo to re-assure me that i got her
scored big like the opening week of harry potter
slow down hold up
i want you to be,want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
we could hook up
we could hook up
we can get married
this is my gift to you
my love is true
we can get married
in the beginning i hesitated debated within my soul
wrestling with my feelings of knowing if you was sent
enduring the distance alone being content
longing your presence believing that we was meant
submitted my intent i was truly convinced
youre the women in my life i couldn?t breate without
and the one I really wouldn't be complete without
and i wrote this so you wouldn?t have any doubt
or misunderstanding of what my love is really about
cause from here on out baby its all about us
and from here on out i wanna build on trust
cause the union we got aint no comparing any other
im askin you to be more than a babys mother
my help mate soul tie my right hand
beginning and end and better half of life
to be my lady my lover my best friend and wife hey
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
we could hook up
we could hook up
we can get married
this is my gift to you
my love is true
we can get married
(2x)
gonna get through it (4x)
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
hey baby hey baby hey baby
slow down hold up
i want you to be, want you to be mine
we could hook up
we could hook up
we can get married
this is my gift to you
my love is true
we can get married
(2x)
grits - believe
What do you believe?
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
Livin lavish like the biltmore
What the blood spilt for
A ship in harbor is safe
But that ain't what it's built for
Do all I can to help you get more
If you forgive my slight intrusion
I see this night is confusin
A constant fight with illusions
Shed a light on conclusions
What you desire is a way out
Day in and day out
Do not disturb signs so I�ll stay out
How long will you let the torture grasp you
I see spirits manifestin
Blockin blessings with the questions
That you hear me ask you
Keep it up so much will pass you
You can make it on a prayer
Yeah that�s true
But barely getting by when you can do more
Why would you want to
Forgettin that the wood�s dry and the fire's on you
Life's a hassle
Be prepared to rassle
It can be rough
But it don�t have to
You can make it full of smiles
Something to laugh to
So pick and chose my message thick
So squeeze and watch it ooze
Make it a game to where your fears lose
Let's go
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
There's a way that seems right
In the heart of a man
And many angels of light
In disguise destroying man
So most chose to refuse
The absolute truth
Replace it with lies
Use ignorance as excuse
It�s hard to conceive
What the mind can�t comprehend
And harder to believe
What the eyes can't understand
We look to theory, philosophies and thought
For a sure foundation
In a belief we once sought
While the shadow of truth
Cast an image so clear
The closer it gets
We reject it out of fear
If we really wanted truth
We would give our lives for it
Walk in its direction of light
For God's glory
The saga continues
Cause most hearts are deceived
If we really wanted truth
We would live and believe
So the saga continues
Cause most hearts are deceived
If we really wanted truth
We would live and believe in it
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
Everybody needs something as proof
Something in hand
To know the truth
Everybody needs something to see
Something to feel
And something to be
grits - comin home
Bonafied:
was put in the mix 'bout '86 and ever since I ran
from
His plan to further mans understanding through
expansion of minds, heart, body, and soul controlled
by the deity of three formed as one
The son of prodigy me Bonafied the MC straight from
the Tenna the center fo my location of operations for
missions completions
Franklin my mental releases dime piece still
Nashville, Knob Hill, where I chill on the real
hittin' home...
Coffee:
Ponder the thoughts all the money spent on useless
things I bought
Afro wigs and Courtney Cox dolls
Framed pictures of Richard Moll Robbins sons
Like Holly, so thick you could drive a trolley
through
my folly
Pardon me like Dolly in two halves same as the Red
Sea
I glimpse the open hands instead of reprimand that
fed
me
Said we can journey to places far off, thinkin' to
myself, " first I need to drop my car off."
Chorus:
I'm comin' home Daddy
Make sure you keep the gate open
I'm loosened from all the worldly pleasure Daddy
I'm comin home Daddy
Meet me outside greet me with your
arms extended Daddy
I'm comin home.
Coffee:
Take and EPT so phat hope I ain't pregnant
To this nasty world that would be more entertaining
than Cedric
And I would be Dug-less like Fredric by all my peers
Purchase maternity gear at Sears
Succumb to all their jeers and their taunts
Shedding tears for all my wants and desires
Pray to God I'm absent when the world erupts with
fire
Kevin Costner dances with flames with a dousing
Richard Pryor
Revelation called it everything is scalded...
Bonafied:
Kickin' up dust who could I trust
Rush like Paula Abdul cruel
This world served me sadness for acting the fool
My mind was a tool used for worldly occupation
Sleepless nights spent with my knees bent
Conversations with the upper case requesting strength
when opposition moved in with plans of ambush and
attack
At my weakest moments wishin' my life could be back
Under His will been left the thrill searchin' for the
path to the gate of my crib where my Daddy live...
Chorus
Coffee:
The smell of seals, a bird, and a monkey, mixed with
the stench of junkies best describes my kind of funky
Spunky spastic, your life can't be recycled so why
you
livin' plastic
Your insides are all dirty, why does your outside
looks fantastic
Devil couldn't wait to get his hands on you
Conformed you, turned your gold to Ormolu, now shame
on you
Made a dame of you
You say, "Whatever" well the same to you
Splittin' like an atom, I got things to do.
Bonafied:
Do who, you me too?
My desires expired
Dismiss my riches stay in Heavenly clenched fists
Swiss account-type interest
No man's hands can touch
Uncorrupted with the pureness of innocence and such
Mind sets not in agreance with all of my peeps
Absence of scams for yams numbered in heaps knee deep
They cram to understand the faith of this man
Until then when comprehension of sin-free lifestyle
lu
child
I'm headed home where I know it's gonna' be easier
pleasin' ya' Daddy
I'm headed home...
grits - don t try this at home
"You Have Agreed, Not To Try This At Home. Anything Else"
[Proof]
Who am I?
I'm a basterd, I stolen off ya and blast at ya
Smokin' more blacks than the part time wars in Africa
I'll ?? out the martyrs for beef
Rest in piece alot of you reef(?) designing your greef
By snatchin' your brother, smackin' your lover
Paralizing your cousins, smokin' your mother's husbands
A dozen chosen showguns to shotguns
Roll up on you with no guns but still pop one
I bomb like napalm from the curb to your house
And "Please God" the last words out ya mouth
No affiliates, just dogs and troops
Most lyin' death than this morgue and roots
All we choose to beef, I bring spatulas
Flip it and throw it back at ya, so bring your gat with ya
Spectacular murder manufacturer, fuck binacular
Only heaters talkin, I'm trappin ya just to flattin ya
Hop in the accura, roll up on the back of ya
Chill out in 5, and then them niggaz act alive
I smoke branches from off the tree tops
I hang with real niggaz, PA's, PK's and Pete Rock
Y'all niggaz with pre-ops, spill blood and Reeboks
Don't discriminate blastin rookies on the e-box(?)
Your streetforce envolves just for excitement
Like if you wasnt you never heard of enditement
I sum it up quick so that you can understand me
Fuck you, your crew, your bitch and your whole family
[Bizarre]
Bizarre's a villin, bitch I ain't illin
I'll pull your fucking head off while your ass is winddillin'
Go heads the triggers of the penot scott villian(?)
Vericons(?) march, atleast shoot a million
Dirty Dozen the first week? at least a billion
If not, it's back to robbing and stealin'
Bizarre's the illest, the shitty is the worst
A thousand dollars for any nigga that can last longer than a verse
And what's the worst is I don't give a damn
Offer Garth Brooks a stolen grand am
Come to your record label, take all your doe
Take your rap name and have your manager booking you shows
I don't gove a fuck if we don't get along
Bitches know my name without the Slim Shady song, bitch..
We in this bitch with DJ Butter
Who gives a fuck?
We in this bitch with Wallstreet and we don't give a fuck about nothing
"You Have Agreed, Not To Try This At Home. Anything Else?"
[Royce Da 5'9]
Yeah yeah..
What's my motherfucking name? Royce Nickle Nine
A messiah of all, much higher than y'all, undeniably raw
Quick to blow the fuck up and reform again
The bomb threat re-occured, re-warn your men
I promise you get toared up and re-torn again
Not one slur or word will be re-born again
As long as the shit cracks and they turn a loop up
I spit it until it's pitch black and burn the roof up
Better step the fuck up for the shit getting spit
Turns to whips getting lit, turns to tick-tick-tick
Niggaz be rapping just for the clubs, just for the love
That hit you had in the club sound like shit in the truck
That's why I love that nigga X, cause he raised my brow
With every rhyme, without having to take my style
It'll be a cold day in hell when these two soldiers lay in hell
Talk to me
[Billy Nix]
Billy Nix, I'm really sick of this silly shit
Rappers, get on the mic, swearing they're really spit
But you really fake, tough guy stop at your thirty-eight
Drop your gloves and get taped, stop with your murder rate
Alot of kids listening to you
Wishing they you, wishing they was in a position with you to piss on their crew
Buttfuck all your sickness, we got the medicine
I'd rather piss on the capital, shit on the president
X-Government, still flowing, still showing
I know where you niggaz come from, know where you niggaz going
We was all raised in the same dangerous cell
Understand I ain't a stranger to hell, I just don't like it
Rappers say the same thing getting retired
So I write something I like and pray that you bite it
Take an old gangsta rapper and make him retire
Take a young conscious rapper and keep him inspired
Black man, where you at man, take a stand
They taking this rap shit like they took our land
Fuck America that's right, you ain't hear me stutter
Wallstreet, Dirty Dozen with DJ Butter
grits - fresh
I think im going out cause im feeling
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Oww
I think im going out cause im feeling (fresh)
I feel a little bit
Fresh
And my fit look
Fresh
And my whip look
Fresh
And my kicks look
Fresh
I can make you say
Oww
I think im going out cause im feeling
(bonafide)
Out the plastic with it no tags logos so gone and classic fitted levis and polos
They think im riding dirty because im whipping right
They see the dyness with me hommie thatâ??s a wife
Feeling something like a blessing in disguise
When you open up your eyes and your dream has come alive
Fine ride on my pivot others dressed up hard to fit it (?)
All I know is going hard get it off and get it get it (get it get it)
Motor city boys (fresh)
River city raised (fresh)
Coffee county roots
Music city paid
Trusting in the lord every time he give a day
Itâ??s the least that I can do cause he met me on my way
Said you got to be fresh (fresh)
If you want to be fresh (fresh)
And chose you before you hit the womb to be fresh (fresh)
Now im fine tune enter the room they say fresh
And I think im going out cause im feeling
(and I think im going out cause im feeling)
I feel a little bit
Fresh
And my fit look
Fresh
And my whip look
Fresh
And my kicks look
Fresh
I can make you say
Oww (I just like to look good, donâ??t be mad at me, do not be mad)
I think im going out cause im feeling
I feel a lot bit
Fresh
My cologne smell
Fresh
And my fit look
Fresh
And my kicks look
Fresh
I can make you say
Oww (life goes on, sexy with a toothpick)
I think im going out cause im feeling
(coffee)
These simple suckas think we lucky huh
So potent they turning yellow and floating
When we approaching we call em rubber ducky
The mirror image of you counterparts
Hope to saturate flood the market with your foolishness and drown the arts
Talking underhanded I donâ??t understand it
Extraterrestrial looking at me like im from another planet
They scream like mike and janet
Hard to conceal and cover up hide it keep it quiet the raging hate thatâ??s leaking at it
Poisons the whole batch (oww)
Bake the bread from scratch
Binyn to the mind (oww) realign I wrote the rhyme but thereâ??s a catch
Who making sense of it
Might be allowed to look the part
They rather sit and judge the art overlooking our heart
Man its just too much to expound upon
Too busy bringing sexy backward justin busting is what my mind is on
Letting the haters have it im advent what type of time im on
Standing on a island of greatness whenever im alone and now im so
(and I think im going out cause im feeling) fresh
I feel a little bit
Fresh
And my whip look
Fresh
And my kicks look
Fresh
I can make you say
Oww
Teling all my people
I think im going out cause im feeling
I feel a lot bit
Fresh
My cologne smell
Fresh
And my fit look
Fresh
And my kicks look
Fresh
I can make you say
Oww
To everybody
I think im going out cause im feeling
(bonafide)
Fresher then prince perm and will in the 80â??s
Like babies thatâ??s just born at the moment im the greatest
Got haters who test run and say that im overrated
So I leave em like xy shoot em a lil paper
Tell heaven forgive me cause I was more then they can take
And then I split it in half for em eating their little cake
Tell coffee go easy on em speaking the last eight
Broad the water with caffeine keep the haters away
Like
(coffee)
Ya boy
Suffered my own death
The modern jones & cater
Take a closer peak into the seekers that we suppose to keep
Cat got out a bag (yea)
Rumors swirl whirl cause we let it twirl
Covered uncovered destiny without a dad (huh)
When days open up (yea) (fresh)
And like the fetus start to eat us for son set treat us gangsta so we loking up (west coast)
Ghosting out by the ocean
We slow motion
Sip the potion
So fresh ya ashy in need of lotion
Cause we keep it so
Fresh
Im looking so
Fresh
Look at me im so
Fresh
Donâ??t be mad im sooooo
Fresh
Oww
And I think im going out cause im feeling
I feel a little bit
Fresh
And my fit look
Fresh
And my whip look
Fresh
And my kicks look
Fresh
I can make you say
Oww
I think im going out cause im feeling
grits - here we go
[intro]
we are gunna play the cut right now
and it's gunna be a very very big hit...
[chorus]
he feel it she feel it we feel it
so round and round we go
he feel it she feel it we feel it
aaaah here we go
he gon' get up she gon' get up we gon' get up
lockin' down the joint til the playa haters shut up
take you to outer limits flawless with no gimmicks imitate but cant get it
aaaah here we go
[verse 1]
my brain pattern skip a jiggawatt
no more room in the pan i cook up rhymes in a bigger pot
on a roll, what you figure got
tricks up my sleeve you wont believe
my story weave to a thicker plot
words leep off pages hop on stages,
we crazy need to be locked in cages
raah you feel it
yeah im light skinned vanilla,
comin atcha like a pack of gorillas
whole planet gone ape
understand from afar nashville to the lone star state
relate indicator instilled in me by men greater
this is where you belong strong you gon' be great
flaunt clout with a scream and a shout cast out doubt
fast like a gun blast drawn out
the sounds in leaps and bounds flush out clowns creeps and hounds
foxes and wolves in sheeps gowns
[chorus]
[verse 2]
i was born in the cold
moved to the heat
got used to the flame
now i spit it on beat
i was raised in the womb
groomed by christ
with a gift to raise souls from the tomb
please don?t assume
we aint tryna take the slot
blow the spot
worldwide still parta the plot
everybody talkin bout changinthe game
but everything i hear yall soundin the same
from the beats to the videos
clothes and look
same concept for your flows and hook
see these round here they can raise the dead
so come on everybody now bob your head
yall need to heed these words from the wise
rhymes so meaty like jambalaya
got truth for hire
can you stand the fire
to see you come alive that?s my desire now
[chorus]
[verse 3]
boy looka here
have you ever heard a dead man talk before
you ever seen a dead man walk before
you ever heard dead man lock the flow
like these before
we raised the qou
now my time flip make time change
you knew another record would hit
explode and make your brains hang
peep my language of my dialect
circulate like a boomerang
man what did you expect
[Chorus] (3x)
grits - high
yeah yeah yeah
let the fire burn
let the fire roar
bouncin' back and forth to beat
gettin' angle wings to soar high
[Bonafide]
i gotta hit den submit it to
let the flame consume me, control me, that i would listen to it
glisten while its christenin'
rhymes that bring precision through it
lines paintin' vision through it
lives resurrected through it
game well respected for it and that's why we so true with it and ain't gone never be through with it
why we so hot but cool with it
so fresh, so clean, so new with it
so let the fire burn
let the fire roar
build ya body baby
trust me you'll be comin' back for more
lack for no more
a thirst for no thing
hurt for no pain
a lust for no man
or woman not yours (whoa)
and that's the truth man
hundred fifty proof man
swig some and get dumb so you could get high
course 2 x
[Coffee]
Sink in favor what you pick behavior
flash across the screen it inflict the flavor
cherish and embrace in every moment saved unconsciously
our conquest
aimlessly they goin' bonkers smokin' on dat bombsess
foolishness and nonsense
we barely scratch the surface
not on purpose about a thousand times around with countless minds
we pass they lives as worthless
we poke our nose when those boys pose
we curious to see what's goin down when doors close
figure out they morse code
they box up they emotion
cause commotions
beyond they act like big fishes in a pond
but really they rocks in da ocean
boned it eyes
saw da score
in '94
and we cleaned the floor
with pores that were soar
mended wings 'til we reached the core
course til fade out
grits - hittin curves
Deadlocked in the zone, we prone to dip into the unknown
Quick to flip if one trip, first we break bread, then break
heads
Look at all the people runnin' in fear, scared
Unwilling to hear what's said, hide under the shed
We lyin' in the filth, grown men layin' in our own beds
Pull ourselves up by the bootstraps
Hit them curves, dodge the trap
Don't move at a slow pace
Hand us a mic, we move the whole place
This for each and every hood,
Eighteenth Ave, Wedgewood, South side, clean cutz
Tell me who on it, tell me what you know that's good
Baller blockin' ain't an option, that ain't the purpose of my
concoction
Releasin' toxins in the abyss, boxin' you in so you don't miss
Me gettin' you rockin', Nashville
Proud I'm in it, been a minute
Gettin' our due, me and my crew
Rep our city, how ?bout you?
Hittin' curves!
Hittin Curves, shorty, baby, ooo hoo
(Dipping in the ride, swerving in the ride)
That's why we tell them
Swerving we ruling we serving
Hittin them curves and then we
Pushing them verses them curses
They must be broken yeah
Taking them Tennessee corners
And changing lanes cause they
Brought us enough contradiction
So now we change our position yeah, yeah?.
Bonafide's verse
I'm in LaVergne letting the Chevy burn rubber every turn
Changing lanes while the body swang heavy to the right
Like my life hit them curves swerve as I discern to turn
Back down the one way truth and the life
I learn lessons every block counting blessings like rocks
As I bubble in the struggle in the Classic Caprice
Releasing pressure like these woofers in the back of my seats
And speaking clearer than these tweeters when I'm over these
beats
I check the navigation to see what direction to take
To lead a generation headed for collision with fate
On the darker side in the ride looking through rearviews
In full speed searching for a u turn to save you hittin
curves?.
Swerving hittin curves and serving
Pushing the verses for the curses
Must be broken so we focused
Stop sign and the place can't hold us
Taking them Tennessee corners
Changing lanes cause they brought us
Enough contradiction so now
We change our position yeah, yeah?.
grits - hopes and dreams
Oh hey, the way, my selectable delectable, break you
Off a twang 'cause my thang is respectable
Get in where i fit in, no secrets nothin' hidden
I check their heads bobbin' and throbbin' 'cause its
Written material, milkin' ya'll like cereal, ethereal
Messages, portrayal of my jesus christ i guess it's
Just the way i choose to use my chords to bring the
News
Instead of pain, i realize there's power in the name
Zzzt goes the lightnin'. it's cracklin' it's
Frightnin'
Much needed calling card to prevent from falling hard
Hittin' your head on pavement, you need to peep my
Wavelength
Precautious with the info, now why you livin' sinful?
Your nature's starting to swallow you
Your friends beginning to follow you
The devil's pullin' strings to demolish and abolish
You like fetus', his cohort- the roscoes and cletus'
Riot like carman with the intent of harmin'
Attacks in every area, deadly like malaria
And viruses, i can see the hurt in your iris'
Why was this turmoil aimed at me?
A curse put in reverse, i suspect aptly
Much thought is required in the question you just
Blurted
Take the script called your life, make some changes
And reword it
Take callin' with the bawlin', time is nigh to put
Asunder, scatter blunder
Fresh manna feeds the hunger.
Chorus:
Why you livin' on the chance for hopes and dreams
When you should be takin' life the way that it seems
Nothin' good will manifest, your still intent on being
Blessed
Why you livin' on a chance for hopes and dreams?
Recollections and memoirs of a pre-saved era, although
I waddled in the truth i still dipped in the devil's
Terror
Bad is bad, you could say i had my share of it
Doing nothing drastic, depending on how you stare at
It
Skipping down the road i see the signs ahead and then
Cadaver central opens once the flesh is dead
'cause it's knowda not yoda don't toy when finding
Paths, then select the narrow 'cause the broad has
Booby traps
For me to fall in and all together miss my callin'
Snares placed strategically, realms changed
Metaphysically
Fools don't know and yet they really don't know, the
Failure to receive the wisdom stumps the inner mans
Growth
It's difficult to understand if you can't fathom the
Wrath i ask you-what if the rapture sweeps past?
In the end is only when you'll feel the strength of
The seven
Sorrow goes out for opposition-armagedon is the place
Where his kingdom will cross the lost and victory goes
Unto those who took the cross
So now i take my stand, subject myself to persecution
Since i've been informed i'm not alarmed by execution
In the public
Relationship with christ none above it, i love it
I'm mesmerized beyond infatuation
To show the love of christ tightens other relations
Waitin' in his midst to catch a glimpse of his glory.
Chorus
Yo change up that beat so they can peep my direction
To blood streams legal syringes of rhyme lectures
Infectious as wounds cleanse internal like prunes
Soon callin' his name some will still see doom
You assume, 'cause you mention him as lord of your
Life
On award shows and albums everything is alright
Who you? i never knew, say you did what for me?
But you can start now, depart now, worker of iniquity
Them shout outs, got you spat out quicker than cobras
Livin' beyond reproach until your sins found you broke
Breathless you choke and gasp
In his name you asked forgiveness of your past and
Aquital for your task
Ask me? you livin' on chances with lucky odds
Got one up, still breathin' frontin' with god
But the time has come don't miss the cue, be false or
True
'cause them "freak me baby, thanks to my savior" days
Are through
Straight up, i'm tired of fakes that be claimin' in
The family
Granted, our mother's one but our fathers are know
Foes
So those who claim relations hope your life is the
Proof
Ain't no playin' with you
Spoke in love but in truth
And intents of being blessed and nothin' good is
Manifesting from your life man-you livin' on a chance
Of hopes and dreams.
grits - i be
just just incase you don't know who we be
just just incase you don't know who we be
it's the crew who represents nicely
state to state
no matter what city
can't you see it's us that's rockin' yo' world
i be i be coffee i be i be bone
me i run the playin' field
me i be ownin' the thrown
i be i be coffee i be i be bone
me i do it nicely
me i be heir to the thrown
[coffee]
ya'll wanna hear it?
naw ya'll don't wanna hear it
you don't want coffdeezy, jump up, get up easy
purple giant, death defiant, but i creep up on you
quite
me animator, slowly we raisin' the dead
complicator of clause plans, schemes, scandalous,
scurious things
how can you hand various things?
bicarious beings?
what?
rollin' 'round these hills on count of countless of
feels
of raw deals
i'm after the cheapest of thrills
killin' off a slew of folk
watchin' 'em all fall
but really man it's you a choke
guelish like orathal
do my best to hit yo' regin
rollin' deep like we was legion for a season
we will let be leavin'
karma heazin' steady breathin'
just incase you don't know who we be
it's the crew who represents nicely
state to state
no matter what city
can't you see it's us that's rockin' yo' world
i be i be coffee, i be i be bone, i be peddy dee
(check it out cuz)
he be he be coffee, he be he be bone, he be peddy dee
(bonavilles)
[Peddy Dee]
one for the projects
two for the thugs
three for the king pin sippin' ear drums
over damascus where he turned me around
put a word in ma mouth and a sound (get down)
..... (muffled)
praise God we ain't destructive no more
..... (muffled)
let yo' mind take you to the end of the road
choose to do right but chose to get blowed
educate ya' mind to young to know code
grits and peddy dee be squad like flip mode
i'm the one they call bonifide
city boy
contrified
known for that southernfide
bring it to you, any, however you want it, i got it
get it and never escape
give it up slow brah
checkin' for yo' soul brah
you stumble down the wrong road
steppin' on the wrong toes
now we 'bout to get it right
stitch it up
switch it up
peddy dee click it up
nashville show me love
jacksonville it's ya' boy
sandawood put it up
clearin' out the smoke screen
step into the unseen
sober from that sticky green
wrap it up like i still beem
Scotty what's the situation?
(the fun years of desperation)
well let 'em know we on location ready for the
confrontation
grits - life after mental
I keep comin' at you
Lyrical raptures capture you
Only if your soul is ready
I comin' after you
Bodysnatchin' you and dismantlin' your crew
It's Tennesseeans wit nouns and verbs agreein'
Wit higher being
Sendin' messages
Spreadin' through your chest it's just
Blessings from conception rearrangin' your perception
This planetary lyricist
At least that's what the Source quotes
Resurrectin' hip-hop on a higher plateau
We crept low
Movin' slow with intention to blow
Carry loads of flows for those who doubt and didn't know
And circumstances deep in crime intense seat back in the
Center of my body structure
Ready to rupture
At times I sat back to think again and again
How I broke the golden rule by doing business with friends
My mind traveled paths on a search to be free
Suspicion felt corruption had a piece of Gotee
Success had me stressed like the G-Mo-B
Cee-Lo's verse on "Thought Process" was the description of me
But them again I caught the vision that was given within
As a child rockin' mirrors wishin' I was Rakim
On stage
Engagin' state to state
Rampages, airplay, videos, and stretch black limos
The dream that seemed impossible
But now I'm doin' show for thousands
Savin' souls through least
Lacin' spirits concrete
And the belief that I inject on beats
Deplete
God's word that is instilled in me
To the masses 'til I feel my mission here is complete
And it's essential
That this is my life after mental
[Chorus x2]
Mental's over
It's the dawn of a new day
Out with the old
Different messages to relay
Mental's gone
It's time to do it up again
The past is behind
Life after will begin
[Coffee]
Now let's talk
Gather to see who can talk the most noise on an album
You the listeners decide the outcome
How come
It's our second record without Mental... gettin' the recognition it deserved
This Christian industry is gettin' on my nerve
Serves us right for thinkin' they would believe our vision
Give us proper support
But when it got hectic
Mission abort
Poor sports is what they called us
Now that's crazy
All cause we wanted to be pushed
Not ambushed and pulled
Off the shelves for being ourselves
Unlike no one else
But still they made comparisons
How Un-American
Strivin' in the midst of warzones and red tape
They try to hold us back
But it's the black in me that makes me create
Colorful collages hang on the walls of garages
No mirages
What you see is what you get
Ah, that's that hit
Ah shoots you know I'm in cohoots
With the higher power
Sprinkle me with spirital showers
Drinks anyone
Pourin' glasses of Tang
If you're drinkin' from me, the flavor's lemon meringue
I'ma be me despite the shackles of the industry
Bump they last chances
God engineers my circumstances
And hey
I think I like that
He's the one I confine in
Never dealin' shady and lettin' the enemy slide in
This rap game is all I got to maintain
It keeps me sane in my life
After mental
[Chorus x2]
grits - love child
love child love child
you need to know bout this
love child love child
you need to slow your roll
wild child wild child
and get to know bout this
love child love child
loved child
it's a sadder day than last saturday
can you help liposuck all my fat away
come and see dig my stee between you and me
insecure feelin obscure a lot of times unsure
rapper spit it rapid-fire buck cuz i'm stuck in the muck and the mire
latch on anything going up to be higher
(that's ferocious) outlandish atrocious, that i'm a mistake
and this is the closest i'll ever be to reaching or
attaining my goal that contract i'm breaching maintain control
like buff singers who swole slowly crawlin outta rabbit hole comin for your soul
now i see it destiny and purpose hear a small still voice
sayin "trust me don't be nervous" fill my pocket with the 10 percent
head to sunday service stop the swirl of my tilt-a ?whirl get it girl
well it?s a different day and this particular day
i was thinking bout life and the part i play
my purpose man feeling worthless and
if parenthood really was a part of the plan
cause the way i see i wasn?t meant to be
just a great awake in a love mistake
so the price was paid and a life was made
then a wife betrayed with a son to raise
foundation layed for the wrong influence
path directed by a strong influence
runnin wild scarred child
headed upstate for the pen now
now im grown with kids of my own
and i gotta do right what the grans did wrong
now im in a battle for my soul control
tryin to get back everything they stole
grits - man s soul
The more I meditate, I hesitate to even show face
The more I hesitate, I contemplate my life is a waste
My spirit levitates to take a glance at truth of its grace
As my flesh emulates every act of disgrace
So deceptive in perception of its hunger and greed
Maliciously relentless to fulfill whatever it needs
Undisciplined, rebellious, no regard for righteousness
Ever since it tasted death, he desires nothing less
Too many nights I spent in tears, drowning in fear
I?m never making it, through all the time I spend faking it
My soul is proving capability and prone that when alone
Without the father?s consecration flesh manipulates
Constantly, continual battles might end up being goes through
Why do I do the things I know I?m not supposed to
Why don?t I do the things that I know I should do
Who s to blame except me and me alone
I found my enemies home
(Chorus)
What could it inhibit a habit
the dark corners lurking
demonic principalities when other evils working
you can?t escape fate, allow what?s in your heart to tailgate
you?re your only cellmate to unlock what locked the jail gate
(2X)
Somewhere inside the crevice, I long to face the limits
The premise is death for execution of flesh
past no authority and so control the tree of life
I chose, taking shape of its mold
Indulge in fruit too, whatever you do, I do, we crew
Give it unto a city, evil, not for me, you you
Doom can?t loom if I no longer give it room zoom a zoom
You?re free to explode for miles with a loud boom
Perfect tightly I hold with no attention
To foe toe to toe and low to low, flow to flow I stand firm
Learn to discern, circumstances are changed
Do a dance with death, til my soul?s last breath
When I?m at my hardest
Can salvage my image tarnish
What can make me whole again
The blood of Jesus
Freed a deed
Down the slanted hill I ski high speed
Manage to get bandaged when I got tree
(chorus)
What lies in a man?s soul?
I found that evil doesn?t have a face, so let alone a place
It just lingers in the void over an open space
Searching out a victim
To nuzzle up against, take under its wing, and habit, then reign supreme
Think it control, it slowly conquers a man?s soul
Behold real TV, even real is when it takes its toll
Unfold, with those punches, you don?t have to roll
Toss yourself at the cross, and escape the devil
More vibrant than the radiant redhead
W/ flashlights, the fingers, the illuminated words of Christ
Put that on ice for a spell, pray tell, how in the world do you excel in the glory of God, and then rebel
Letting death valley give you a fear falling down
It will only breed your fears when you allow it to hang around
So get down, hit knees where prayers don?t cease
What?s lurking probably shouldn?t even be working
grits - millenium
The last days
Charactered by skin nature
Lustful galavantin
You choose the nomenclature
Clearer than water
As I overturn
The cistern
My story's complete
Pass to bone
When it is his turn
Time's unnecessary
For diligent worker
A chance for this
Philanthropist
Post-Jesus circa
My pestilence
Is petulant
Rebuke the adversary
The shoot their flatulent
Blend with commentary 1-9-9-9
Ain't hard to find
Face to the grind
As you stare
At the timeline
2 g's
Who survived this
When the smoke settles
And the air clears
You're face to face
With your worst fears
[HOOK]
Wells spring forth
What did you bring forth
All this time you had
Millennium arrival
All I really-really wanna see is
All I really-really wanna see (see) is (is)
In these last days
Many believing
Too many sleeping
Nobody trying to awaken
Worshiping satan
Unconsciously
In a state of repubate
A house divided
Righteously unabiding
Religiously reunited
To the flesh love
Collections of the best
Of from the last love
Gave up your first love
Cursed by complacency
Why the descention from above
You used to be dedicated
And word related
But since you got your choice
Of your final destiny
The millenium
It's the end ya'll
The millenium
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