Kanye West, The Game, Common - Jesus Piece lyrics

Kanye Omari West

[Kanye West, The Game, Common - Jesus Piece lyrics]

Tell 'em pray for me
It was God that brought Dre to me
Even brought the nigga Kanye for me
Bless - but them niggas shot Big
Made a nigga feel ashamed of the
The city where he live
Make a nigga hate the logo on the Dodger cap
Thinking back to that beamer
Wish my nigga Pac was strapped
But I'm dreaming Las Vegas Boulevard
Afeni's son's bullet scars
Everybody king of Diamonds until the
Feds pull they cards
Not the deck though
Hip Hop was better off when
It was just Dre, Scarface
And Esco
Memoirs of the gold chain
It's a cold game nigga, Johnny Coltrane
Black Versaces with the gold frame
Nigga said he sold 'caine
That's a bold claim
14 had a brain that could throw flames
So strange, have to blow they mind, Cobain

Mama forgive me cause I'm
Tryna make a living
Hah
Them niggas hatin' cause that
Royce Phantom killing
Hah
Niggas shining like they hanging
From the ceiling
Hah
Me and 'Ye killing
(Something like my Jesus piece, hah)
Lord willin', I see a billion
'Til then, I let my nuts hang
(Something like my Jesus piece)
Throw them suicide doors up
And let that Holy Ghost swang
(Something like my Jesus piece)

That's the crack music, nigga
Never spit a verse cause I
Was making trap music
Nigga
I'm not an army, I'm a movement
The flow is water
Andre tried to Ice Cube him
Ice Cubin', roof translucent
Chick on my side tryna get my Trues loose
When I'm talkin' 'bout God
She 'posed to bow her head
Now she all on the blog
Steady postin' 'bout her head
Got me thinking like a father
Is the world safe?
Got me clinging to my daughter
Like shark fins in water
Rocks in my ears something Titanic
This is my life and it's
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
Ain't got to pee in

Pieces on gold leashes
Cruisers, around greases make them cohesive
I'm the sun shining with God features
Draw closer to a true blood bleeder
Soul of a southern preacher
Went from dinner with bottom
Feeders to world leaders
We throw the peace up
Knowing the world need us
Eagerness to live life and
See the bright lights
To sacrifices we made it's sorta Christ-like
At the after party thinking
What the afterlife's like
He paid for my sins
Is it really priced right?
Fuck it, I see the light, raw Stacy delight
Can't deny my Jesus piece
That's so Peter-like
Chicks crow for dough, get low for mo'
A combo she end up at the condo
Another Jane Doe or a golden angel
Pendant on an angle, watch the chain glow

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