Godz Handz

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Young Noble - Rap, In English

Godz Handz

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[Intro: Young Noble] Yo (Yeah) We already... sketched out ya history books (Absolute) Pac made sure of that (Pac and Yak) It's what you call destiny (Uh) It's like we in God's hands you know? Whatever's gon' happen gon' happen (Uh) So don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you (Sing it with me now) I'ma be a'ight (Uh) [Verse 1: Young Noble] Aye yo, it ain't no way out nigga So we stuck in every day out nigga The heat tucked from my birthday March Twentyfirst in the worst way I feel I've been cursed 'cause the world heavy And I'm only a buck seventy Makaveli was tellin' me To duck the fuckin' felonies I gotta feed my family, the man of the house So why the fuck you niggas think I won't? Runnin' your mouth What is it 'bout? Ho's and dough? Clubs and shows? Thugs and ho's? Nigga fuck my foes I'm on some Outlaw shit until they bury me six Smash for Pac and Yak, they started this whole shit The Lawz don't die we just spread the love And we shed blood for dead thugs Uh! Outlawz don't die, we just spread the love And we shed blood for dead thugs (Sing with me now!) [Chorus: Young Noble] Outlaw Recordz, we ball or die It's in God's hands now, we gon' fall or fly (Sing with me now!) Anybody think they stoppin' it, you all could try Eybody here bleeds, so we all could die Outlaw Recordz, we ball or die It's in God's hands now, we gon' fall or fly (Sing with me now!) Anybody think they stoppin' it, you all could try Eybody here bleeds, so we all could die We all could die! [Verse 2: Young Noble] For my nigga Yak, we the hottest right now For my nigga Pac, we gon lock shit down For my nigga Al, we gon sew the whole game For my great Gram, I make the world feel my pain For my nigga Sedie, I'ma always stay ready For my nigga Seikie, the non believers will believe me For my Grandma Marcy, we ain't never gon' stop And for my Grandpa Allen every plan gon' pop For my Mustafa, I'ma stack a few dollars For my nigga Choo, I'ma show you how I do For my Aunt Dee Dee, I make it sure you can't see me For my Niko Storm, dog it's on til' they free me For my miss Freeze, I'ma show no fear We got angels down here, and family up there For my cousin Darren, I'ma show no fear We got angels down here, and family up there This is destiny [Chorus: Young Noble] Outlaw Recordz, we ball or die It's in God's hands now, we gon' fall or fly (Sing with me now!) Anybody think they stoppin' it, you all could try Eybody here bleeds, so we all could die Outlaw Recordz, we ball or die It's in God's hands now, we gon' fall or fly (Sing with me now!) Anybody think they stoppin' it, you all could try Eybody here bleeds, so we all could die We all could die! [Verse 3: Young Noble] I got a son now, so I put the gun down Pick it back up, 'cause there's always one clown Tryna test us, thinkin' niggas ain't down Niggas stand up, just to get shut down All the hard livin', we already been through it Thinkin' God sent me, just to make thug music Picture my history, dealin' with destiny We in God's hands now so just let us be [Chorus: Young Noble] Outlaw Recordz, we ball or die It's in God's hands now, we gon' fall or fly (Sing with me now!) Anybody think they stoppin' it, you all could try Eybody here bleeds, so we all could die Outlaw Recordz, we ball or die It's in God's hands now, we gon' fall or fly (Sing with me now!) Anybody think they stoppin' it, you all could try Eybody here bleeds, so we all could die We all could die! Ugh, thug in peace Eybody here bleeds so we all could die Ugh c'mon, c'mon y'all Uh, sing with me now Put your lighters in the air for me If you... miss your homies (Sing with me now) Yeah... Put 'em up for me, c'mon Outlaw Recordz, we ball or die It's in God's hands now, we gon' fall or fly (Sing with me now!) Anybody think they stoppin' it, you all could try Eybody here bleeds, so we all could die Outlaw Recordz, we ball or die It's in God's hands now, we gon' fall or fly (Sing with me now!) Anybody think they stoppin' it, you all could try Eybody here bleeds, so we all could die (Sing with me now!) We all could die! Uh...

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  • Lance Pierre