Nobody's getting in, nobody's getting' out
We got a live bomb and were going to blow the house
AK-47, thanks be to Kalashnikov
Bang, bang bang and were going to get off
Ghetto bird be flying, heat wave to bail out
Somebody get the bank 'cause the berries round about
One last blast then we'll gauge hardcore
Everybody lights out like a Nyquil score
We going to knuckle up 'cause the Jakes bring war
'Cause the wrecking crew come knock'n down the door
Following the cloud for foo foo stuff
It ain't no secret we be headin' for a bust
Whose that humming upon my blindside
Better drop the sack chaser only there for the ride
Somebody getting' killed
From that sewer in her vein
She was a thirst monster
Now she's gothic insane

How can I reveal Jesus livin in me?
How can I reveal?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Can't take another dusting
'Cause the egg is going to crack
Devil's got dandruff got her nose to the grind
She's in the boneyard with the dead presidents
Somebody get a shovel and find out where she went
If she's with the funky drummer
We need an exorcist
GTA, MPV Alpine bliss
She says: Oh Sweet Jesus don't need no Holy Oil
Been a bumrush dreamer while taking her stroll
Her author babysat with a B-40 lit
Show and prove no grease couldn't scrap a lick
I know the the PJ's the plats and the plays
Cause I met'm in Sweden right behind the stage
63 Impala speckled for explosion
Dippin' to the get off house, three wheel motion
Top Fuel buck 50 with a finger on the trigger
Hop on the side of the free world grave diggers

How can I reveal Jesus livin in me?
How can I reveal?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Kick Artist jump the knocker
Nothing but a shife
He ain't no trill, he just quacking bout a knife
Junkie give me just a minute
To make a long story short
Widow makers zeroed at the basketball court
Nobody had been capped
Nobody had been killed
And in the end, there was no blood spilled
Chillin' with the clique
Got the mad hops jaming
Psychin' out the gangstas with the base line slamin'
Who is that punk with the three point shot?
It's the reverend from the church sultan of swish and swat
He had come correct
He was reel to reel
He had been redrum in his past life devil
Now he be preachin' to get men saved
The Word stopped the game
They begin to pray
Down on their knees at the half court line
They accepted Jesus for they ran out of time

How can I reveal Jesus livin in me?
How can I reveal?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Get down for me
He died as me
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He died as me
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He died as me
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He died as me

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He died as me
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He died as me
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He died as me
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He died as me