that was said was that my homies had a toast to the dead Do I need a pack a vest for stress so I can rest 'Cause even though I'm blessed in my flesh
trust in your progress And you guessin' I seen a lot The paper got us dressin' and impressin' We spend a lot Confessions get us blessings from the Lord We sin
up to the driveway Said she like the way I touch her, listenin' to usher (Yup) I got a confession (What?) Know we 'bout to sin, but your body is a blessing
Grab your gun Time to go to hell I'm no hero Guilty as charged Search and Destroy Found my faith Living in sin I'm no Jesus But neither are you friend
are my words That make you burn, that cleanses your soul that wakes the dead The same fire you condemn me in, I've been baptized in, Purged in, matured in, not hurt by, been blessed
I love it though I love it though You know Put your hands to the constellations They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I know I'm preachin
of the thieves America, pay attention (America) Wake up, this is not what you think it is (America) America, pay attention (America) This is not what you think it is Blessed
the sounding joy Repeat the sounding joy Repeat the sounding joy No more let sin and sorrow grow Nor thorns infest the ground He comes to make His blessings
sin Here to give us a chance at everlasting life again So the world So cold, you better let Him into your heart, yeah [Incomprehensible] of the blessed
'all know we don't worship sin, it's tha heartz of men and we'd tested stress, wanna be blessed consists of tha sin in tha wayz of tha sin, to be dead
they be gettin' 'em Sendin' demonz str8 to hell, let them burn in hades Worried enough, we called in jail Lord bless our babies Lord pleaze bless our
planet, you a soldier up in Heaven/ As long as I live this life, Im reppin' prayin to God that we all get let it/ I'm a count my blessings and pray that
m in a bind and all the way to depend on, I don't need to know, then I [fret], deep in the sin when the ship's away [so win] again, and again, that'll
the way to depend on, I don't need to know, then I (fret), deep (in the sin/and I sin) when the ship's away. So win again, and again, that'll help me
strange to us Y'all *** be scramblin', gamblin' Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins We just sittin' here tryin' to win, tryin' not to sin High
, 'cause here come the Clair mobbin' like some soldiers. Watch me fold ya for actin' like somebody never told ya. So off we go, to the bloody road, time to bless
test me bless the floor In any attempt to arrest me stress me Lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in