Текст песни Prime Minister - Lift Em Up
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[Chorus]I came to lift em up[8x] [Prime Minister]Well the Prime is Heaven sentThe myth is eralavantAnd it be Prime droppin dimesOn the spirits that Hell`s sentRaised as a G, I was paid as a GOver whelmed in sin, and was saved as a GIn 93 got on the scene so we souls for lifeMatter a fact we chose the life, thats why we souljahs rightAnd we be steppin packin weapons and we livin for ChristIn my mind, flesh and time, what is it gon be like to fightWhere Ive been, keep me ready LORDIts time to do, everything that Prime would doTo stay in line wit youThey say it`s a cruel world, saints I aint scaredIm holdin on to the promise, all the blood was shedIm sick and tired of these games, how they play me for moneyOnly use me and abuse me, makin jokes like its funnyThese silly devils whats up, cause I cant stand this rainOf course I`m gon floss it up and I`m gon ease the pain [Chorus]Kid what up, we be floss it upBrothers like Prime Minister, floss it upBrothers thru the Mid West, we be floss it upAnd we`s bout to drop flesh, we be tossin upBrothers in the South, we been flossin upBrothers in the East, we be flossin upBrothers in the North, we be flossin upAnd you can tell by these Z, we be tossin up [Prime Minister]On my mentle on my body lable me mentle it seemsTo drop evangalistic for commision to plant some seedsHolla glory as I do it, glory echos the hallTurn up the bass a couple notches I`m vibratin the wallsWake up the dead bring em back, thats what I`m called to doRivitalize, open eyes, thats what I`m called to doThey say they hate me, they wanna take me, get that stuffl out my faceCause it was God who sent His son, who went and died in my placeCause I dont think I can take those kinda of flames they gotAnd I dont think I can stand up to a flame so hotIm prayin LORD help me homies, from the snake in the grassAnd set em free, dont want to see another G in his casketBall player bustin caps look at how many tricks That it takes to come wit you, after one little figgaIf you were smart you would of listen to your family and friendsCause they told you your life was about to end [Chorus] [Prime Minister]I feel highly educated in this game of shameLayin hands to deliever not to flaunt my ringsIf you wanna get the word, spends some time wit youAnd at the altar when He heals, stand in line wit youSee I remember what it took when Jesus blessed me wit mineSo dedication lots of prayin and I stayed in lineI thank God for His son and the spirit to beThat I signed on the line, gettin mine from the treeSo our we sold out, MAJOR, its weed to blameWhy`d you turn your back in God and stop believin manWhy`d did the government put a grasp on the way that you thinkThey got you brothers on route to get our mothers on linkThey got our sisters givin birth to a fatherless childI dont know, cant grow, its crampin my styleAnd all this while I`ma shed this tearRelease this problem to the LORD keep rebukin my fear [Chorus]