
Christian Freestyle from Bizzle's 2nd album, The Messenger 2: Delivered. Bizzle: Look, they call me Bizzle, I can spit it with the best of them I'm a rider for the Father and His Son Did it for the love of God, no check, no ends, Still blessed, no diamonds on my neck, no gems Let a hata' be a hata' I labor for the Maker And it ain't about the paper, gotta cater like a waiter I given them my best, straight Anita Baker Cause they ain't eat, but they ain't tryin' to say they need a Saviour Fikkin' to get it poppin', gotta let the Lord know they bigger than the block is and quittin's not an option They throwin' you a curve ball, pitchin' you the nonsense Like college is for idiots and prison's where it's poppin' The game is throwed off it's no longer artistic It's ball for ball wicked if ya hockin' our lyrics Learn to profit off of all down-talkin' all women Placin' all this opposite of God's laws and all children Tell the truth, dog, you don't hate me cause I'm lyin' You hate it jus' cause you don't wana change it and I'm tryin' And sayin' it will endanga the paper that you eyein' Good. Cause paper and the aim of my assignment God over money, my new way of livin' A state of mind that woulda kept plenty outta prison There's hope for the young if the grown-ups will grow-up And be the role models rappers shoulda been for us. Bizzle! Sevin: Game recognize game, I been OG I'm a specimen embedded in the MOB Very aware of the inheritance that's meant for me He went to the low-key <b>...</b>
bizzle
sevin
kambino
the
messenger
delivered
with
lyrics
christian
freestyle
r&b
house music
new single
pop music
dnb
dj
reggae
music awards
widescreen
drum and bass
electronic music
rap
downloads
music
song
hip hop
music with onscreen lyrics
bass
r&b music
trance
dance music