Artist: The Game f/ Common, Kanye West Album: Jesus Piece Song: Jesus Piece Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Game] Tell 'em pray for me It was God that brought Dre to me Even brought the nigga Kanye for me Bless - but them niggaz shot Big Made a nigga feel ashamed of the city where he live Make a nigga hate the logo on the Dodger cap Thinkin back to that Beamer, wish my nigga 'Pac was strapped But I'm dreamin Las Vegas Boulevard, Afeni's son bullet scars Everybody king of diamonds 'til the feds pull they cards Not the deck though Hip-Hop was better off when it was just Dre, Scarface and Esco Memoirs of the gold chain It's a cold game nigga, Johnny Coltrane Black Versaces with the gold frame Nigga said he sold 'caine, that's a bold claim 14 had a brain that could throw flames So strange have to blow they mind, Cobain [Chorus: Game] + (Kanye West) Momma forgive me cause I'm tryna make a livin, hahh Them niggaz hatin cause that Rolls Phantom killin, hahh Niggaz shinin like they hangin from the ceiling, hahh Me and 'Ye killin (Somethin like my Jesus piece, hahh) Lord willin, I see a billion, 'til then I let my nuts hang (Somethin like my Jesus piece, hahh) Throw them suicide doors up and let that Holy Ghost swang (Somethin like my Jesus piece, hahh) [Game] That's that +Crack Music+ nigga Never spit a verse cause I was makin trap music nigga I'm not an army, I'm a movement The flow is water, Andre tried to Ice Cube him Ice cubin, roof translucent Chick on my side tryna get my Trues loose When I'm talkin 'bout God, she 'posed to bow her head Now she all on the blog, steady postin 'bout her head Got me thinkin like a father - is the world safe? Got me clingin to my daughter like shark fins in water Rocks in my ears somethin Titanic This my life and it's exactly how I planned it, damn it God says everything happens for a reason I've seen four seasons at the Four Seasons Take that chinchilla off, poor kids is freezin Cookin up in the same pot they ain't got to pee in [Chorus] [Common] Pieces on gold leashes Cruisers, around greases make them cohesive Uhh, I'm the sun shinin with God features Draw closer to a true Blood bleeder, soul of a Southern preacher Went from dinner with bottom feeders to world leaders We throw the peace up, knowin that the world need us Eagerness to live life and see the bright lights to sacrifices we made it's sorta, Christ-like At the afterparty thinkin what the afterlife's like He paid for my sins, is it really priced right? Fuck it, I see the light, +Raw+ Stacy delight Can't deny my Jesus piece that's so, Peter-like Chicks crow for dough, get low for mo' A combo piece, she end up at the condo Another Jane Doe or a golden angel Pendant on an angle, watch the chain glow [Chorus]