swords, let's show em we Christians If we gon get it for the Lord, then we gotta get on one accord We told em we Christians, now let's show em we Christians
" I'm Murphey Lee in the place to be punk And I got enough skunk to fill the whole blunt I take trips with chumps up in my trunk And I take 'em real far
bomb Blast out, before we're all assed-out We need to see that we got to start giving the props to the living (We're giving heartbeat props) I said I
Greetings Okay, I'll make this short We in the house We got Micah 9 abstract rude peace Vic hop fat Jack and myself Aceyalone We come for the glory of
Greetings Ok I'll make this short We in the house We got mikah 9 abstract rude peace Vic hop fat jack and myself aceyalone We come for the glory of the
all kinda shit you gon' go through Either you gon' make it or you gon' fall too" Now we headline tours remember me I told you that the world was yours
smoke for a second (And) told her I'll wreck it Told her groupie connection, got in the room and told her get naked Told the Lunatics, told her how I
it's all kinda shit you gon' go through Either you gon' make it or you gon' fall too Now we headline tours remember me I told you that the world was
You better watch what you say to my face cause I got what it takes to shake the whole place [Verse 3 - Murphey Lee] Murphy Lee's eighteen entertainin 'em
Dee Lop Street Hop Dats All We Do Guess What America We Love You Step Up West Africa We Love You Guess What UK We Love Ya But Need You We Singin' Like
tremendous Hit 'em all up, get 'em all up, out they suspenders with my big bad automag, toe tag for that meet 'em bottomless I betta be glad I got 'em
Lop Street Hop Dats All We Do Guess What America We Love You Step Up West Africa We Love You Guess What UK We Love Ya But Need You We Singin' Like Ms
ain't got my doe You hoes best to run for cover cause we bouts to blow "loaded with cash no plex no more" Mista Masta Archie Lee I'm way live-r than
