I count all my blessings I'm not missing much. Now when I pray to the Lord, I thank him for everything I have. 'Cause when I count blessings I'm not missing
I lost thirty mil' so I spent another thirty 'Cause unlike hammer thirty million can't hurt me Fucking insane, the fuck am I saying? Not only am I fly, I'm fucking not
't care I ain't feelin' your style [Hook x2] Yo, I'm tryin' to get with you shorty (But I'm not feelin' you) But I'm an officer shorty (My looks are
Matt Doo tattoo Sometimes I feel like I'm drownin', I gotta tread water Head above the water, I always remember headquarters Heads up, eyes open, I got my mind focused I
- Yo, I'm trying to get with you shorty Beyonce' - But I'm not feeling you Sarpong - But I'm an officer shorty Beyonce' - My looks are
And my daughter hates me for what I did And I'm fucked and I'm stuck doing the Devil's bid Being locked in a moral corrupt crib Missing my kid Hey girl
But not the one I'm guilty of I had a choice one last chance ago But I turned my back on love Did I just miss The last exit to Eden? Is this the only
I be forgiven for all the, liquor and weed that I smoked When I succeed, will I cope? Will I still breathe without both? This ring Tech N9ne, I dunno, but when I go, I
, and I pop in a clip and I'm not finna get got, I'ma shoot before I'm shot for the fact I'm B-U-Double D-E-D I'm reaching up in my glove box, for the
air And I'm not cocky, I'm confident So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, nigga I'm from New York
what I need And I can feel the hope That's rising up in me It's a good morning Good morning Now I'm smiling, and I'm kissing All my worries goodbye
, I ain't feeling you brothers Ay yo, I'm trying to get with you shorty But I'm not feeling you But I'm a officer shorty My looks are killing you Murder
I'm not cocky, I'm confident So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment [Hook - Jadakiss] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm
thirds in advance, a' course, you silly! "I'm sure we prefer a chauffered limosine and two air-conditioned dressing rooms, please. "I'm what? Well, so's your wife! She's not
the same thing [Talib Kweli] yo every day I wake up is a miracle, thank you seperate religious and the spiritual, thank you see, I dont be askin in the
once And give it to a woman I dream like a mad one Brutal fantasies I catch as catch can I'm a psychic and a laywoman I see love and I like to make
