Lecrae - Statik Selektah lyrics
[Lecrae - Statik Selektah lyrics]
Game on ya gotcha boy right, right, right
Yea, it's game on game-time
You can feel the rhythm when
You listen to the rhyme
See you in the middle lookin
Like you ain't alive
Follow me I promise that what I
Got will get you right man, I'm crazy loco
So unashamed better check the logo
116 till the day I go bro
In everything Christ and ya hopes a nogo
Oh, now back to the topic
My game on 8 ball corner pocket
I feel flier than a bird in a cockpit
Cuz Christ saved me from ending up a hot mess
Yes, stay close to the game
You ain't got game, ya doin ya own thang
If you don't see a dime
For reppin the lords name
Ya still make a whole lotta change
Work it out then
Ok they say cool I'm down wit it
Wassup get crunk gon ride wit it
Man I hope you get the
Picture gon smile wit it
Sins bound to gimme trouble for
The trials in it
No strings attached hey who's the violinist
I was goin nowhere fast looks
Like my tires spinnin
I was destined to crash but
Then messiah in it and he took the lords
Wrath my entire sentence come on!
This is somethin worth my action
Man he bought his satisfaction
There was nothin I could do to get right
Come on! Man he showed us our compassion's
Only worship like tofannagan
Baby now get your hands to the sky come on!
Ya gotcha boy right, right, right
Jus-ti-fied I'm Jus-ti-fied yowww
Even though I'm so filthy
Lost and I'm guilty
And I know I ain't worthy
But he paid it for me
Even though I'm so filthy
Lost and I'm guilty
And I know I ain't worthy
Jesus paid it for me
Work it out then
Ya gotcha boy right, right, right
Yea, it's game on game-time
You can feel the rhythm when
You listen to the rhyme
See you in the middle lookin
Like you ain't alive
Follow me I promise that what I
Got will get you right man, I'm crazy loco
So unashamed better check the logo
116 till the day I go bro
In everything Christ and ya hopes a nogo
Oh, now back to the topic
My game on 8 ball corner pocket
I feel flier than a bird in a cockpit
Cuz Christ saved me from ending up a hot mess
Yes, stay close to the game
You ain't got game, ya doin ya own thang
If you don't see a dime
For reppin the lords name
Ya still make a whole lotta change
Work it out then
Ok they say cool I'm down wit it
Wassup get crunk gon ride wit it
Man I hope you get the
Picture gon smile wit it
Sins bound to gimme trouble for
The trials in it
No strings attached hey who's the violinist
I was goin nowhere fast looks
Like my tires spinnin
I was destined to crash but
Then messiah in it and he took the lords
Wrath my entire sentence come on!
This is somethin worth my action
Man he bought his satisfaction
There was nothin I could do to get right
Come on! Man he showed us our compassion's
Only worship like tofannagan
Baby now get your hands to the sky come on!
Ya gotcha boy right, right, right
Jus-ti-fied I'm Jus-ti-fied yowww
Even though I'm so filthy
Lost and I'm guilty
And I know I ain't worthy
But he paid it for me
Even though I'm so filthy
Lost and I'm guilty
And I know I ain't worthy
Jesus paid it for me
Work it out then
Ya gotcha boy right, right, right