1997 - GBTC (feat. Lil Wayne)

Gumbo

Yeah yeah yeah yeah ye

God bless the child

If it's up then it's stuck Like God bless the clouds

Weezy F the God, God bless the died

Y'all step aside, no small steps I stride

Sidestep, the peons, High step like Deon

Diamonds, looking like I cut a high def TV on

Feeling like the king on this Conquest of Leon

Call me legendary and John Legend my ringtone

Hello, hold on, wait, I gotta call you back

I'm prayin' for the op right now, the Bible taught me that

And when they catchin' hell, I feel like the quarterback

If I ain't this the sickest it's cause I must be a hypochondriac

Amen, yes lord, what happened to that boy?

Count blessings turn to subtraction for that boy

Call a reverend preacher and a pastor for that boy

God bless the child that shall become a bastard for that boy

Lord

Them that's got shall get

(Lord, Lord)

Them that's not shall lose

(God bless the child that shall, bastard for that boy)

So the Bible said and it still is news

Mama may have, Papa may have

(God bless the child, yeah)

But God bless the child that's got his own

(God bless the child, God bless, God bless, God bless the child, yeah)

That's got his own

I'm blessed

Highly favored by the God on the Quest

Found my roots in a Accra and they said

That I wouldn't pass a Dub

Trick death and beat the 27 club

Godspeed

I learned how to race on the track

Slow, steady win the race

I seen Them fall from grace

But like Biggie I'm keeping the faith

In order to silence the noise

I had to master the space

Cut off the fakes spoke it to existence

God is great, I'm cool and the gang came to celebrate

On a whiteboard we can't be erased

Look at the now we amongst the great

Yeah, I broke the cycle the family tree

Hard to forget y'all gon' remember me

How can I live without you by my side?

You my drive, you the reason why the boy is alive

When my man was pitching 8 ball

I was on the 8 track in the Cadillac, telling him I can rap

I came from the ground like a concrete rose

Crowned made of thorn, now La vie en rose

Blood, sweat, tears and sorrow

To showtime at the Apollo

Yeah

Them that's got shall get

(Lord, Lord)

Them that's not shall lose

So the Bible said and it still is news

Mother may have, Papa may have

(God bless the child, yeah)

But God bless the child that's got his own

(God bless the child, God bless, God bless, God bless the child, yeah)

That's got his own

Good grief, Good God

These demons don't stop

They twist the plot

Who's running aux?

Looking to God

Sing a new song

Who's running Aux?

While the bombs drop

Good grief, Good God

These demons don't stop

They twist the plot

Who's running aux?

Looking to God

Sing a new song

Who's running Aux?

While the bombs drop