Ain't never much of the church type But I in the last days I walk through almost every night But I it's a pathway Say boy, what you doin' with your With those tattoos on face? Say boy, you know that pay the price Well, I guess I'll see I head that way
To the son and holy spirit I hold you My best friend, best Let the trumpets blow with your I can almost it My best friend, friend When you wish me upon my soul and spirit I got a friend, best friend Yeah, I got a best friend, best
I don't know much about Bibles But I up in the Bible Belt I put my love for a on idle Because I got beat my mama's belt But I learned my mistakes Try to respect people for what they believing in But if you spit on my fucking And wish me Hell I wish you well I'mma send you straight up to my friend
To the father son and spirit I you nearest My best friend, friend Let the trumpets blow with your I can almost it My best friend, friend you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit I got a best friend, friend Yeah, I got a friend, best friend
God, please would you arm me with the To calm me when there's drama Gandhi Could have gone the way many times Could have turned Dalai the lama but I squash my beefs when things seem to be decent recently But jinx it It's like Eastwood looking for peace thought Maybe no finna the priesthood But at least should make an to show some remorse and to be some Sorta repenter for the I've been a menace ta' Not a preacher, but a shit and finisher Enta' the mind of a skin, but a short temper This of mine is thinner Than is when I Get attacked so I say somethin' back that might offend ya So if you don't like when I rap or I have to say on the mic then ya Might wanna act just like And take a fuckin' when I snap cause I'm a and I (Got a best friend, friend) Plus balls and And never been yes men They gon' tell me when I'm up the minute I'm ever it less than I'm about to and I can feel it comin' Cause failure's something I can barely And I listen to my guts So unless you're my fuckin' button Don't me nothin' You ain't my (best friend, friend) Who ya I'm talkin' 'bout? me up when I'm down and out Still to him without a doubt Still got a (best friend, friend) it out Like there's never been a louder Should have been allowed a mouth Now I got a higher power now I blackout, power outage They powerless, but they around tend to flock like shepherds, the black sheep But be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever herd when I'm counted out You'll be D.O.A, they'll announce but pronounce you dead when they it out So for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now He's all you Not even a doctor's at the hospital are gonna shiggy you back to life It's in piggy possible to you That's word to the doc Stiggy stoppin' is not an option, somethin' I'm not do I'm the Iggy-Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the dog I'm the Like Biggie rockin' with Tupac in a suit talkin' to Droppin' a Fill up a syllable like a re-fillable script, cock it and shoot And who you think's my glock that I use that I pull from to get my up against these haters And he'll be at the gate when you get sprayed up Sendin' you hoes straight up to with my (Best friend, friend)
To the son and holy spirit I hold you My best friend, best Let the blow with your appearance I can hear it My best friend, best When you wish me Hell my soul and spirit I got a best friend, best Yeah, I got a best friend, best Ye-eah...