call my own always got me nowhere i'm just as good as my word no matter what you've heard i'm just as good as my word don't judge me on the blown up
Übersetzung: Alle. Good As My Word.
nowhere i'm just as good as my word no matter what you've heard don't judge me on the blown up rumors that you overheard i'm just as good as my word no
dreaming all I see is 5 5 1 and its beafing, baby mom screaming whole family greaving but the word is that my man still breathing, I dropped to my knees
can smell the assault as soon as you see me Stuntin' mega hard like I do it for TV My team in the VIP You know boxes, cases, tag alongs pop all the faces
work All the flakes go berserk Have you forgotten how good they taste You're my kind of guy Cos I like your style And you sound as horrible as me And
been missing you all week My, my newly super freak I, I, I've been missing you all week My, my newly super freak [Part 1:] I got a lot on a my mind
s the word People all around stay bound By the Word Spoken in tongues Or even sung What's the Word Communicate from state to state With the Word Live
the Spirit, man So listen man, the very Word of God is in the scriptures, man We got to see its God breathed, and it's His will for all creeds, All races, all
he said my grace is sufficient for you (this is my heart upon the letter) For power is perfected in weakness And I?d rather boast about my weakness (this
who are asleep as Christians So the topic of tomorrow is not my concern Just the fact He's coming back and that He's soon to return Now with that on my
My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City Let me tell you bout my city Lord homie, As if
, my affinities Died to my amenities And told all my partners I'm a live for infinity I changed my allegiance with more than a pledge And told all my
the sins of the world My daddy would That's a love like no other Not my father not my mother not my sister not my brother nope not at all Forget material
But I hate my flesh, it?s bad for my health I gotta serve my community while dying to myself Cuz myself is nothing but a thief and a liar But Christ crucified my
fresh like produce Suckas never bite my stuff when they competin' It's just too raw for them to think about eatin' If y'all ain't heard the word, my rap
[Verse 3] [Kid Ice] You'll shake my hand, pretend to be my friend And behind my back, wish it all would end People mention my name, you'll frown your
I will create it The best is yet to come, with much much more You got me rockin you with my rhymes galore Now my rhymes won't stop, my rhymes won't quit
