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Jesus Piece
The Game featuring Kanye West & Common
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Tell em pray for me
It was God that brought Dre to me
Even brought the nigga Kanye for me
Blessed
But them niggas shot Big
Made a nigga feel ashamed of the city where he live
Make a nigga hate the logo on the Dodger cap
Thinkin back to that beamer
Wish my nigga Pac was strapped, but Im dreaming
Las Vegas Boulevard, a fading sun, bullet scars
Everybody King of Diamonds til the Feds pull they card
Not the deck though
Hip-hop was better off when it was just Dre, Scarface and Esco
Memoirs of the Gold Chain
Its a cold game, nigga, Johnny Coltrane
Black Versaces with the gold frames
Niggas said they sold cane, thats a bold claim
Fourteen, had a brain that could throw flames
So strange, had to blow they mind, Cobain
Bang!
Mama forgive me cause Im tryin to make a living
Them niggas hatin cause that rose Phantom killin
Niggas shinin like they hangin from the ceiling
Me and Ye kill it (somethin like my Jesus piece)
Lord willing, I see a billion
Til then I let my nuts hang (somethin like my Jesus piece)
Throw them suicide doors up
And let the Holy Ghost swing (somethin like my Jesus piece)
Thats that crack music, nigga
Never spit a verse cause I was makin trap music, nigga
Im not an army, Im a movement
The flow is water, Andre tired to Ice Cube him
Ice Cuban, roof translucent
Chick on my side tryin to get my Trews loose
When Im talkin bout God
She supposed to bow her head
Now she all on the blogs
Steady postin bout her head
Got me thinkin like a father, is the world safe?
Got me clingin to my daughter like shark fins and water rocks
In my ear is something titanic
This my life and its exactly how I planned it, damn it
God says everything happens for a reason
I seen four seasons at the Four Seasons
Take that Chinchilla off, poor kids is freezing
Cookin up in the same pot they aint got to pee in
Pieces on gold leashes
Cruisers around greasers make it cohesive
Im the son shining with God features
Draw closer to a true blood leader
Soul of a southern preacher
Went from dinner with bottom feeders to world leaders
We throw the peace up
Knowing that the world need us
Eagerness to live life and see the bright lights
The sacrifices we made is sort of Christ-like
At the after party thinkin what the after lifes like
He paid for our sins, is it really price right?
Fuck it, I see the light
Broads, they see the light
Cant deny my Jesus piece thats so Peter-like
Chicks crow for dough
Get low for more
A combo peach she end up at the condo
Another Jane Doe or a golden angel?
Pending on the angle, watch the chain glow