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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Daniel Chenjerai
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Daniel Chenjerai
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David Tamas
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Lyrics
Whenever I step in this thing, I'ma talk my stuff
See, you can tell by calling my bluff
Enough, you ain't got no right to judge
What? Mhm
(FarangDan) Yeah
(Shoutout David)
Yeah
Four plus four, I've ate, they hate every time I drop, how greedy
Like Jesu, I'm breaking the bread with my brothers
Keep to myself? How cheeky
Set free from sin, hallelujah
Like when Eugy says, "DC Tres", uno
What I was aiming for, waiting for, but God said be (Slow)
Yo, Tasha Cobbs, I can relate, pray I break every chain
Near my destiny, still I'm a child
Always humble when they say my name (When they say my name)
Entertain bad vibes, oh my, can't say the Lord's name in vain
Ugh, shame, I see a stain, pride cleanse me, Lord, make it rain
Feelin' blessings upon blessings (Fallin' on me) when I leave the crib
Holy water cleansin' (Pourin' on me) if I'm near to sin
Watchin' how I'm movin', judgin' me on how I'm witnessin'
Inner me say hit that bin, but forgiveness glistenin'
Pipe down, respectfully, why do you judge me for? Huh
What do you want me for?
Mind your own, why do you front me for?
You heard it was done before to Christ
So why you doin' the same?
Ain't makin' you feel ashamed?
Talkin' loads, not much to gain
Pipe down, respectfully, why do you judge me for? Huh
What do you want me for?
Mind your own, why do you front me for?
You heard it was done before to Christ
So why you doin' the same?
Ain't makin' you feel ashamed?
Talkin' loads, not much to gain
Second coming, watch the space like CCTV
On your own remote, so you're on like TVs
T-O-P where you be at, they'll try and bring you to the bottom
I fought their energy 'cause they were running out of options
Running for grace, and I got it (Got it)
Sin is spilling got to mop it (Mop it)
G-O-D paid for every single price
So the fame and glory I ain't cop it (No way)
See them waiting till I'm flopping (Huh)
How do I know if I'm straight P?
Seen how sweet the whole south was giving me, ho, that's amazing grace
Blessings upon blessings (Fallin' on me) when I leave the crib
Holy water cleansin' (Pourin' on me) if I'm near to sin
Watchin' how I'm movin', judgin' me on how I'm witnessin'
Inner me say hit that bin, but forgiveness glistenin'
Pipe down, respectfully, why do you judge me for? Huh
What do you want me for?
Mind your own, why do you front me for?
You heard it was done before to Christ
So why you doin' the same?
Ain't makin' you feel ashamed?
Talkin' loads, not much to gain
Pipe down, respectfully, why do you judge me for? Huh
What do you want me for?
Mind your own, why do you front me for?
You heard it was done before to Christ
So why you doin' the same?
Ain't makin' you feel ashamed?
Talkin' loads, not much to gain
Three, three, to the three, three, three, uh
Three, three, to the three, three, three, three, three, uh
Not one, not two, not four or five, you're a ten
It's 3, DCT
No excuses at all
If he can love Judas, I can do the same
Man, that's real
Writer(s): Daniel Chenjerai
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