Love We Share

Lyrics

(Bizzle:) All these faking got me feeling not in my element If you ain't lived through it do not embellish it If it ain't the truth It's irrelevant It's evident, we here to cut the spokes off the bull that your pedalling Ain't no White House Heaven is my resident We the lighthouse Yeshua the president Hit the block where the gospel ain't never been Living water blowing out the trunk like an elephant This cross ain't for stunting Boy you know what sup (know what sup) God over money then you know what sup (know what sup) Im prayin for the hood like the motors duck Take you to my godfather And get your homie touched Made a shift , God burst it so you know Pushed (Lavoisier:) I see the love is gone Where they put it at? This world is so cold I think I need a knitted cap I handle a bubble goose With a bigger gap You bubblin he truth What you think of that? Chain breaking bout that soul when it really Though They ain't really with it that's just in they Video Say just what I want I'm a G you don't Hear me though Got life but ready to die like I'm Biggie though It's God over money, but moneys a tool Might go to jail if you don't go to school Your black and Latinos across the whole nation They standing up wanting to just hold up they Shoes So confused they don't what to do Know that they lose Don't know that they're fools I show them the roots and told them the news And tell their value is more than their shoes Get your life up on the move Christ is the road to choose (Datin:) These suckers blow this, then lust in showbiz And disgust mold this And put a price on their souls and for a few Bucks sold it And they take the truth and stretch it Like they instruct aerobics They make it look like all this sin cool They corrupting yo kids We must expose it Like locked and loaded in canon in scripture Our clutch just explosive as nuke bombs In Russia's holdin It's enough to go with and use this canon To adjust they focus And point to one who can save your soul Destruction, yo biz. (Bizzle: what sup) I pray when the hear this track They do than cheer and clap I pray they see this picture as clear as Miramax So this stands the track that spirits would Just tear and snack We spit them lyrics that'll pierce them cats With spears in pact And mash on them rappers cause the youth Don' t need to hear this crap This cross ain't for stunting Boy you know whats up (Know what sup) If it's God over money Then you know what sup (what sup) Have you mag's up twistin my fingers and I throw it up Chow wow be my click we keep the serpent In the cobra clutch