've got no doubt He's calling me to be a God made man. (Chorus) Gonna trust in Him completely, Gonna go wherever He leads me, Giving everything to be a God made man
I can feel good I got drank or I got a lot of money, I got a lot of bank These people say man that Flip so god damn thoed, man what you think I think
act like We don't love oursleves Don't look around busta (you sucka) Check yourselves know what if means to be black whether a man or girl we're still struggling in this White man
to know me [Verse 4 - Tony Yayo] I started out at fifteen, scared as hell I took thirty off a pack and I made them sell As a youth, man I used to hustle
Heh whassup? Here we go, here we go, here we go One two for the money or the show then three for the S-E Hah hah, whassup? It's Ahmad, my man Mau' made
back in the house Akir, uhh, new exclusive, we keep comin with these bangers son Roll the windows down, c'mon nigga let's ride Yo, yo, we made it this
Chorus] MC's: God gave us a gift Made our lips so you can say that He made us to spit B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we flip and spin But for the One who made
to jail, I get house arrest, word life In Cadillac I bring ya back Man, on my birth certificate it says, "Born to rap" And I'ma holla at you to get you goin Orange Man
man Mo Them younger dudes in New London Been puffin' on that wet, get upset and start gunnin' Me and Open Mic used to roll with Zulu in New Haven Till
these Southside trees leanin up against one, watchin the vibe Forgettin all about the stress thankin god I'm alive It's so simple, I had to keep the song
playin man, I'm just like you I was a kid with a puzzle with missing pieces tryin to put it together dawg, you put it together You made me have to foot
I know what you're thinkin', thinkin' I do not belong Tell me Diggy ain't beamin', 'course I should be on this song Yeah, I'm a child of God, my reflection
now or no other day Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache? And inside it the people made of molasses That every other day buy a new pair of
People' we 'The Chosen Few' Worldwide Boot Camp, pay-per-whole a view Peep the symmetry, more then the symphony Now each song is a documentary The God
Songs in the Key of Life" to hold When the streets get cold Always focused when I'm reachin for goals [Tek] That's PNC right behind me Let no man take
Here we go... ("Okay everybody...") ("Step up to this") ("Sing my song") ("Step up to this") ("Sing my song") ("Step up to this") ("Sing my song") ("
my man Pos K My man Big Daddy, he's cool Now Rule Mob Check it out Well honey here's a hickie, Puba's not a quickie When it comes to skins, God damn