Jesus chose us and discloses our moldings
I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks
Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red
Dead they chose money over your head"
On the right side of jesus,
Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus
They getting deals with thier weak buzz
I mean seriously, jesus
Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces
Stop blamin me for everything, jesus
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
Spitting lethal seen the evil taken over the people in my city...
But i guess that shit's just tough love
Getting resurrected like jesus
Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless
Were tortured with evil, they'll get to shoot us
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