jesus piece

Singer:game, the

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

lord willin'

i see a billion

'til then

i let my nuts hang

throw them suicide doors up

and let that holy ghost swang

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

Lyric Context: jesus piece - game, the