[Talking: JohnyyP]
[Verse 1: JohnyyP]
Ay, Ay, B to the LE
Crooked letter, Crooked letter, ED
I'm straight y'all crooked than the PD
I could never die, I'm charged, vocabulary large
So my definition's high on your TV
I see why y'all wanna go to college, its not for the knowledge
Cause they do it like Maliah at PV
Excuse me as I move to number one
This is gonna be fun
We A1, y'all B3
Demons clouding visions in my face
One name'll make em back up
And you just bring your family disgrace
When you get out here and act up
Acting like you never had no home training
Then gone and blame it on a bad dad
Ungrateful, you always complaining
And homie that's sad
Ay, I take it back, it ain't sad, its pitiful
And my condition ain't mint, its critical
And I promise I don't mean to be cynical
But if you on my team you a winner too
Ay, Black is beautiful, nestle
I act out what I say, test me
And I ain't cop the new J's, arrest me
Lord I won't let you go till you bless me
[Hook]
Bless me
Almighty God bless me
I will never leave you alone, until you bless me
[Verse 2: JohnyyP]
If you know me, then you know I will never give up
I don't be really tryna sit down 'less I'm doing sit ups
I'm tryna touch lives, not tryna chastise
I'm tryna cast my line, not tryna cast lies
I see the bigger picture through a little frame
I'm drinking out that bigger pitcher, that's that lemonade
And I been clean for a while, I ain't no minute maid
As human beings, we'll never be satisfade.. or 'fied who do you confide in?
And rely on, to take you to the sky and
Fly, till you reach the tippy top top
Youth ain't got no love that's why Jimmy got shot
Blacks ain't got no love, that's why 50 got shot
The first 48, the lesson Whitney got taught
Its all hosh posh
When they tell you you're a lost cause
They took an awful loss
When they tossed the boss on the cross
Put a crown of thorns on his head, Like he asked for a high taper
Honestly.. not only am I blessed, but I'm highly favored
[Hook]
[Bridge]
I say blessed are they that make peace
For they shall be called, children of God
I say blessed are the poor in spirit
For their's is the kingdom of heaven
Almighty bless me
[Verse 3]
Woke up one Sunday with a lot to ask an anointed fellow, why not the pastor?
He rocked a pimp suit, it was a colorful Sabbath
But it wasn't Easter, my questions weren't either
I asked him how come he thinks he status passed us?
Showed him the pics where his sons had passed us
A couple of blunts he was flabbergasted
He said what was your point intended this morning bastard
But I'm no bastard, I know where my dad is
In the bathroom but he's coming back before Rapture
I'm sorry for acting odd to be honest..
I been very disruptive since I asked my mom for answers
And she told me she had it, 'had what?' goes the pastor
And I said cancer, a horrible answer
But it was the truth
Why do bad things always happen to good?
And this one hits, but its no Ruth
He said babes always seem to get what they want
Da hunks always want what they see
A twisted answer for him, but I got where he was going
Yes, yes I did, yes, yes indeed
He broke it down and said don't believe the eye
The ones that's high have low self esteem
And God appeared, spiritually I could hear
And said don't lose faith, boy just believe
He knew my heart, I returned home
And got on my knees, read John 3 1 6
And said if you could give that to the world
God give the world to me
I said Amen, I went downstairs
My mom rejoiced, with the news for me
She had been to the doctor, there was no more problems
She was no longer sick, she was cancer free
Say
[Hook]
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