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I Can’t Tell
Jon Keith
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nobigdyl.
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1k Phew
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DJ Mykael V
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Takin em to school like Mr. Feeney
Teach about God, I don't trust no genie
Every day I tell God to clean me
I don't wanna catch no heebee geebies
At this point, if you still snoozin
I might as well give you another reminder
One K Phew
Hoppin up out that bed, I turn it on
Soon as I wake and pray, I tell that cap to be gone
Feelin so good in church, it's been too long
Devil don't come back, I know what you want
We got victory, tryna make sure I don't take no L
They more rich than me, but I can't tell
Holy blick with me, readin that word like I'm in jail
Demons blitzin me, well I can't tell
Ralph Lauren, P-Lo, I'm comin in with big horses
And I'm stompin on devil
Like Kirk Franklin in all black forces
And I'm covered in the blood
That mean the King gave me an endorsement
And I got that key from Romans three
Let me cite my sources
Takin em to school like Mr. Feeney
Teach about God, I don't trust no genie
Every day I tell God to clean me
I don't wanna catch no heebee geebies
Might as well just watch me do it, ain't nothin on TV
I've been livin His word
Now the word on the street just like graffiti
Word on the street is that holiness back
They wanted my soul, they offered in cash
They bought it in blood and givin it back
I'm up in the sky whenever it crack
I got that oil on me, in fact
I buy it from Bush and I don't mean Iraq
It's the new era, I don't mean I cap
Sword of the Spirit, I don't need a strap
Hoppin up out that bed, I turn it on
Soon as I wake and pray, I tell that cap to be gone
Feelin so good in church, it's been too long
Devil don't come back, I know what you want
We got victory, tryna make sure I don't take no L
They more rich than me, but I can't tell
Holy blick with me, readin that word like I'm in jail
Demons blitzin me, well I can't tell
Gotta wait your turn at the table, hold your horses
I'ma go last supper, I'ma go full course
And when we step, it gotta be big
It gotta be Norbit
But how am I ugly, I'm lookin like God
I gotta be gorgeous
Everything I say is no beanie
Real black sheep in a Lamborghini
Pull up to the church, I go John Cena
All black tint, you cannot see me
I got that Bible in my trunk
Throw it in the street like bootleg CDs
Come on, now the word in the street just like graffiti
I'm a road disciple, no GD
And I been trippin since C.C. wait
I been trippin since T.C. wait
Overtime like I need me a raise
God hands on me like it's TSA
I'ma wait on him like it's GTA
And he comin back, it might be today
Man hold on, let me just
One K Tribe on the move, crazy