Ain't never been much of the type But I believe in the last I walk through almost every night But I believe a pathway Say boy, you doin' with your life With those tattoos on your Say boy, you know that you'll pay the Well, I I'll see when I head that way
To the father son and spirit I hold you My best friend, friend Let the trumpets blow with your I can almost it My best friend, friend When you me Hell upon my soul and spirit I got a best friend, friend Yeah, I got a friend, best friend
I don't know about Holy Bibles But I grew up in the Bible I put my love for a woman on Because I got beat my mama's belt But I from my mistakes Try hard to respect for what they believing in But if you spit on my grave And wish me Hell then I wish you I'mma send you straight up to my best
To the father son and spirit I you nearest My friend, best friend Let the trumpets with your appearance I can hear it My best friend, friend you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit I got a friend, best friend Yeah, I got a friend, best friend
God, please would you arm me the armor? To calm me when there's drama Gandhi Could gone the other way many times Could have turned Dalai with the but I squash my beefs when things seem to be decent recently But jinx it It's like Clint Eastwood for peace thought Maybe no finna enta' the But at least should make an attempt to some remorse and to be some repenter for the people I've been a menace ta' Not a preacher, but a starter and finisher the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper This patience of is thinner Than is when I Get so I might say somethin' back that might offend ya So if you don't like when I rap or what I to say on the mic then ya Might wanna act just like And take a fuckin' hike when I cause I'm a and I (Got a friend, best friend) Plus balls and And they never yes men They gon' tell me when I'm up the minute I'm ever it less than I'm about to and I can feel it comin' failure's something I can barely stomach And I only to my guts So unless my fuckin' belly button Don't me nothin' You my (best friend, best friend) Who ya I'm talkin' 'bout? me up when I'm down and out Still to him without a doubt got a (best friend, best friend) it out Like there's been a louder mouth Should have never been allowed a Now I got a higher power now When I blackout, outage They powerless, but crowd around They tend to flock like shepherds, the black But I'll be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever when I'm counted out be D.O.A, they'll announce but pronounce you dead when they sound it out So prepare for a rival, your arch surrounds you now He's all you Not even a at the hospital are gonna shiggy shock you back to life It's in possible to revive you That's to the diggy doc Stiggy is not an option, somethin' I'm not gonna do I'm the Iggy-Pop of hip-hop I walk in the booth dog I'm the Biggie rockin' with Tupac in a suit talkin' to Proof Droppin' a Fill up a syllable clip like a re-fillable script, cock it and And who you think's my that I use that I pull from to get my strength up against these haters And he'll be waiting at the gate when you get up you hoes straight up to deal with my (Best friend, friend)
To the father son and holy I hold you My best friend, friend Let the trumpets blow your appearance I can hear it My best friend, best When you me Hell upon my soul and spirit I got a best friend, friend Yeah, I got a best friend, friend Ye-eah...