Yeah
We cop new timepieces when these fools deny Jesus
Hate is a sin, dog, be real, I got my hand on the pump
You on Twitter in your feels, throwin' subs, arguin’ with chicks
Yeah
We cop new timepieces when these fools deny Jesus
Hate is a sin, dog, be real, I got my hand on the pump
You on Twitter in your feels, throwin' subs, arguin’ with chicks
I pray for these niggas, same hands that I hustle with
Passin' the offering plates, I'm the preacher in foreign whips
Sermons and politics, miracles come with each and every flip
That dinero from zero, so heaven-sent
Immaculate, blessings from Mary, I reminisce
On days we was broke, all we had was some common sense
Last night, I had a nightmare I was at the stove
I woke up in Paris cookin’ up for Hov
That's why I thank the Lord for givin' me this life
And even when I'm gone the music keepin' us alive
Yeah, it's called forever-ever
Ever-ever, ever-ever, family ties
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, oh
I'm so grateful, all I need is love
To the Lord above
[Verse 2: Fat Joe]
G6 globals, who'da thunk it, from the projects
Eight balls, some poppy, went and dunked it in the Pyrex
Mischievous thoughts ’fore seein’ the sauce
Told Montana in the G, chicky poo in the Porsche, uh
The Frank Sinatra of the Spanish mobsters
We the Jimmy's Cafe, ain’t no need for operas
Had the fiends scream, "Hallelujah," fuck the prosecutor
Gave my nigga fifty years and he was not the shooter
When they see us, solitar' confinement
Dig deep in your mind, no pressure, no diamonds
So we live a life, drop a hundred at the ferry, yeah
My chick's from San Fran', but stay out my Bay Area
You salute the cross, or you rebuke the cross
Either way you meet the Lord when you get moved across
Death knockin’ at your door got you squeezin' handle
And you ain't seen God 'til you starin down a barrel
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
And I've been good, oh
All I need is love
To the Lord above
[Verse 3: Eminem]
I'm sittin' here reminiscin'
Think I just got a light bulb
Somethin' I'd like to mention, this is just on a side note
Word to the Terror Squad, Joe, this is all puns aside though
I know me and Mariah didn't end on a high note
But that other dude's whipped, that pussy got him neutered
Tried to tell him this chick's a nutjob 'fore he got his jewels clipped
Almost got my caboose kicked
Fool, quit, you not gon' do shit
I let her chop my balls off too 'fore I lost to you, Nick
I should quit watchin' news clips, yeah
My balls are too big, I should be talkin' pool 'cause I got scratch
So my pockets full when I'm takin' shots at you
Fuck it, lemme chalk the cue stick
I'm over the top, like Cool Whip
And I promise you the day I fall off or lose it
I will stop and cut off the music
Opportunist, wanna kill shit every chance that I got to do this
Stackin' my guap, savage, I'm not to fool with
Like a handgun, you could say I'm like a gat when it's cocked
I keep it a (Buck, buck), your ass'll get shot
If rap was an actual Glock
You'd act like you strapped when you're not
Only cap that you pop is the top on the can of your pop
You the man 'til I pop your top
You ain't Jack in a Box and I ain't talkin' a hamburger spot
Cracker with the barrel, armed to the teeth, Anderson .Paak (Yeah)
Rest in peace to Afeni and her son Pac
You sent me that plaque with his rhyme sheet, I haven't forgot (Nah)
Blow 30 million in a month, call it Brewster's Millions
Just hope I don't lose the feelin', from soldier to civilian
Got everything I need
But I don't even see myself in the future chillin'
Only thing I don't have in the booth's a ceiling
Just call me The Roofless Villain
They tellin' me sky's the limit, so I got my head in the clouds
Unicorn in human form, saw a gift horse
Looked him dead in the mouth
And Lord, good lookin' out
For sendin' me Edna and Charles
Whenever Mom kicked me out of the house
They were the bomb, then you sent me LL
All the times that I hated myself, since eleven or twelve
Only way that I knew how to better myself
Is when I'm bet against by everyone else
So, Joe hit the head on the nail
You ain't seen God 'til you starin' down a barrel
I was gun-shy, but now like a snail
The slug's comin' out of its shell
[Outro: Mary J. Blige]
Oh, there's no hate in this world
That can make me give up
That can keep me stuck
Lord, I thank you (Lord, I thank you)
I thank you, I'm so grateful, so thankful, so thankful (So thankful)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, mm
I thank the Lord above
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
是啊
我们的警察新手表时，这些傻瓜否认耶稣
恨是一种罪过，狗，是真实的，我得到了我的手泵
你在Twitter上你的感觉，肆意潜艇，争吵，与小鸡
我祈祷这些黑鬼，相同的手，我与喧嚣
经过的发行版，我在国外鞭子的布道者
说教和政治奇迹来与每翻转
这迪内罗从零，所以天赐
完美无暇的，祝福玛丽，我怀念
在两天我们破产了，所有我们所拥有的一些常识
昨天晚上，我做了一个恶梦我在火炉
我在巴黎乱打弥补霍夫醒来
这就是为什么我感谢主得到安宁我这辈子
甚至当我走了音乐的坚持让我们活着
是的，这就是所谓的永远，永远
永远永远，永远，永远，亲情
[合唱：玛丽布莱姬]
哦，哦
是啊，是啊，哦
我很感激，我需要的是爱
上述主
[诗2：发乔]
G6全局，who'da咚吧，从项目
八个球，一些罂粟，去了，在高硼硅扣篮它
恶作剧的想法“前seein”酱油
在G，在保时捷chicky大便，告诉蒙大拿呃
西班牙暴徒的弗兰克·西纳特拉
我们的吉米的咖啡馆，是不是没有必要的歌剧
有恶魔尖叫，“哈利路亚”他妈的检察官
给我的兄弟们五十年他不是射手
当他们看到我们，solitar”禁闭
深挖在你的心中，没有压力，没有钻石
所以，我们过生活，降一百的摆渡船，是啊
我的小鸡是从圣弗朗西斯”，但留出我的湾区
您敬礼交叉，或者训斥交叉
无论哪种方式，你遇到主，当你让人们在感动
死亡敲响你的门给你squeezin'手柄
你是没见过上帝，直到你盯着倒一个桶
[合唱：玛丽布莱姬]
我一直不错哦
我想要的只是爱
上述主
[第3节：阿姆]
我坐在这里reminiscin'
想想我刚刚得到一个灯泡
事端我想提，这仅仅是一个侧面说明
文字对恐怖队，乔，这是所有双关语抛开虽然
我知道我和玛丽亚并没有结束，高昂着头
但是，其他的家伙的鞭打，是猫让他绝育
想告诉他这小妞是个nutjob“前，他得到了他的珠宝修剪
几乎得到了我的守车踢
傻瓜，不干了，你不是坤”狗屎做
我让她砍我的球断过，否则我失去了你，尼克
我应该退出凝视着新闻剪辑，耶
我的球是太大了，我应该说池“因为我有划伤
所以，我的口袋里装满了，当我羚牛投你
他妈的它，还是让我粉笔球杆
我是洁癖，喜欢凉快的鞭子
我答应你，我掉下来或失去它的日子
我将停止并切断音乐
机会主义者，想拉屎杀一有机会，我一定要做到这一点
Stackin'我guap，野蛮，我不是傻瓜
像手枪，你可以说我就像一个水道时，它的翘起
我把它（降压，降压），您ass'll枪杀
如果说唱是一个实际的格洛克
你会像你绑当你不
只有帽子是你弹出是你的流行的CAN顶部
你这个人，直到我弹出你顶
你是不是杰克一个盒子，我是不是在说汉堡点
与饼干桶，武装到了牙齿，安德森.Paak（是啊）
安息于Afeni和她的儿子小精灵
你送我斑块与他韵片，我没有忘记（罗）
吹3000万一个月，称之为布鲁斯特的百万
只是希望我不要失去感觉，从军人到平民
有我需要的一切
但是，我甚至不认为自己在未来的寒冷
我唯一没有在展位有是一个天花板
只是叫我没有屋顶的小人
他们在告诉我天空的极限，所以我得到了我的头在云
独角兽人形，看到有所思
看着他的口死
主啊，好看着出来
寄来我埃德娜和查理
每当妈妈把我踢出了家门
他们是炸弹，然后你送我LL
所有的时候，我痛恨自己，因为十一二
只有这样，我知道如何更好的自己
当我被其他人打赌
于是，乔击中头部的指甲
你没有看到上帝，直到你盯着'倒一个桶
我是风声鹤唳，但现在像蜗牛
嵌塞的科曼了它的外壳
[结尾：玛丽布莱姬]
哦，还有在这个世界上没有恨
这可以让我放弃
这可以让我坚持
主啊，我感谢你（主，我感谢你）
我感谢你，我很感谢，很感谢，很感谢（非常感谢）
哦，哦，哦，哦，MM
我感谢上述主
是啊，是啊，是啊，是啊
是啊，是啊，是啊，呜