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I Wanna Thank You

Yo, you can't fake it life's only what you make it

Front, be a snake, mess around, get your weight it

Ex-school boy wanna go and try to take shit

Found his body, in the projects, naked

I ain't gonna lie, if I wasn't doing this now

I'd probably'd be tied down in a small town

With my eyes on a couple of guys

With their eyes on a couple of pies

'Cause I will survive, brains, is the key to the game

If you ain't got none, what good is a shotgun?

If you ain't got guns, then you better cop some

'Cause the New World Order's around the block, dun

Streets be where Lox get their props from

Check us on the Internet, L O X dot com

A worldwide message, I try to express it

The best I could, for ya'll to cherish, till I perish

I wanna thank You, Heavenly Father

For shining Your light on me

It's been a long time since I had someone to love me

I owe my thanks to Thee

They never expressed that life's a part of death

They never go there but you can blow here

The 25 to life and greens from below

Where, outta nowhere, you in the bus, hands is cuffed

Can't call your Mom, dog, you know times is rough

You was out yesterday, stressing a better way

Funny thing, they always seem to lock down Kings

And the thugs on the street just love to say, "It's all foul"

Watch the honeys check your style

Worthless when they worship, what you purchase

They only see ice, not me, under the surface

What's the purpose? I just, go my way

Know my way, 'till bullets blow my way

Which they might 'cause any night can change your life

Keep your state of mind tight and remain alright

It's plain to fight, but different to shoot, you might do it

If you ain't got 10 different ways to get loose

I wanna thank You, Heavenly Father

For shining Your light on me

It's been a long time since I had someone to love me

I owe my thanks to Thee

Hey, yo, we handle rap like we do the street

Holding heat, it's them same crooked niggas

Watching dough, ain't nothing sweet, word

Buying beats is like copping grams, niggas got too many scams

To give you garbage, slide the butters to their mans

That's aiight, though

'Cause even ready rock gets sold on our block

Watch us turn nothing into nitro and we don't mingle

'Cause none of us don't really know you

From the heart, we never talk to strangers

So why start?

Anyway, we're rapping for this luxury shit

I watch wild niggas blow

See how plush shit can get

But we ain't trying to kiss ass to blow up fast

We gonna take our time and rely strictly on the rhyme

If I, wasn't that cat, Sheek Lucian, that rap

Would you still be my man

And pass your bottle to my hand?

Would I be in the rain

While you pass me in the Land?

Oh, you think by now that I don't already know your plan

To get next to me and possibly sex me

Then slip Ecstasy inside a nigga's Pepsi

Money'll never amount to respect, B

And you don't wanna test me 'cause God blessed me

I wanna thank You, Heavenly Father

For shining Your light on me

It's been a long time since I had someone to love me

I owe my thanks to Thee

And I know

It could not happen without You, without You

I know, I know

I know it could not happen without You

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