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JEEZU (From The Motion Picture Soundtrack “The Book Of Clarence”)
Jeymes Samuel
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Jeezu, protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Jeezu, protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me shine
Mama, I have made my lane, oh
Papa, they will know your name, oh
Jeezu, protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Easy my road
Navigating the pain and the struggle
Tears overflow
In the ghetto with nothing but trouble
Where shall I go?
In the fire we burn or we hustle
Finding my glow
But the light you won't see what it cost you
I murder many men, but I ain't proud of my sins
Don't even like each other for real
You know the deal, play pretend
With all this money made, I thought it wouldn't be a tragedy
Now I realize my happiness all depend
I'm at these niggas neck
I had enough time to rest and self-reflect
I did enough for my writing in a pen
My soul glow like Haiti
I'm a nightmare baby, so crazy
They say I should be the one to dream big
Said a prayer for my relationship with my third kid
When he look at me like she can sense all the shit I did
Fresh off the bid, I ain't come home rapping
Came home to the family with the fam, like, "Fuck Instagram"
Locked up the box, you in jail in the jail
Know that feeling people got you your ass behind the door, scram
From the project to a cell
To a mansion to a cell again
Like, "Goddamn, could a young nigga live?"
I'd fight the police sayin' he ain't got my mail
Cold-ass cell, got a nigga turned pink
Been through the sink
Shittin' where you eat and where you lay your head at
But it's the only time you sleep
My daddy was a Rolling Stone, but he's still a legend
Wondering if a nigga like me can go to Heaven
I'm your snipe for life thug, you ain't never gotta second guess me
Oh, baby, my daddy said if we can't beat him get a weapon
Prison reform, no prison deform
Why he always gotta leave a dang stain everywhere he go?
Nigga got my name in the kiosk machine
Tryna get me kicked out in the dorm, so they can flirt with the C.O
Z told AD to keep me out of trouble
They believed me in me, they knew my lil' badass was gon' blow
I've been on this road thuggin' runnin' for a long time
I've been wantin' to cry, the Bible say it'll clean my soul
Jeezu, protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Jeezu, protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me shine
Mama, I have made my lane, oh
Papa, they will know your name, oh
Jeezu, protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Y'all ain't know me back then
I was tapped in
Corners, I was backed in
They gon' judge me only based upon the fashion
Mama taught me only judge 'em from they actions
Free of guilt because you never caught me lackin'
I know they watchin' me
When you got integrity, there's no room for apologies
Now they actin' kind to me 'cause I ain't in economy
Cats dogmatic 'til they see I got the dog in me
Oh, you mad now?
Oh, you hurting, shawty?
Need a signature
Pass the Kirkland
I see she thirstin'
See me and they nerd out
I been doin God's work
Haters got the word out
Y'all got an agenda, but we'll see how that gon turn out
Many false prophets leavin' brothers wit' a firm doubt
Father, please forgive me for today they finna learn now
Put me in the dirt and you gon' see I make it worthwhile
Mandela
Effect 'em, now they'll remember
Back stroking through my fan letters
I made the web
Fed up
Turned a Charlotte to some Pancetta
You up in arms 'cause I eat better
Now be jealous
I'll bring ya true colors front and center
Get you feeling fight or flight
And wondering why you don't need feathers
I'ma legend
Trust the process, you won't regret it
Make 'em crack, no arm and hammer
It's sorta like Armageddon
Ain't got no Fendi so you offended
Baba Yaga, I'ma kill all you bitches with one these pencils
More aggression
So unaffected
You need affection
I'ma show you all the truth
'Cause you gettin to used to bendin'
Over
Roger that, 'cause I'ma soldier
Doja
All them cats, I'm your owner
Own 'em
All them bags, already stole 'em
Call Winona
If you talk to me nice, I might let you hold 'em
Jeezu, protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me fly
Jeezu, protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me shine
Mama, I have made my lane oh
Papa, they will know your name oh
Jeezu, protect my soul
Wash my sin and let me shine