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Artist: Trip Lee f/ Lecrae, PRo, Thi'sl
Album:  Between Two Worlds
Song:   Twisted
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

[Trip Lee]
Do not be deceived my beloved brothers
every good gift and every perfect gift is from above
coming down from the father of Lights
don't get it twisted man

[Lecrae]
Uh yea, it's Wayne Gretzky on his neck piece (huh)
got em feeling real hefty on his best week
Huh but let see (let's see), he say he make it rain
but yet the sky's still bluer than a gas flame
I mean let's make it plain, somebody keep 'em breathin'
keep his blood flowin', and keep his heart beatin'
God keep em eatin', and it ain't no secret
don't get it twisted God gave him what he needed (speed it up!)
My life ain't never been mine
yeah I work hard and yeah I grind
but not to get rich man not to shine
not to get rich man not to shine
And I don't boast much I don't brag
cause everything I got man I got it from dad
and matter fact ain't one thing I have
That God ain't put here in my hand
So I say remember that your legs work, cause of em
next time you running for your goals think who's really running it
Everything is under him planets, countries, cities, hoods
don't get it twisted God did it, done it, got it!? Good

[Chorus: Pro and Lecrae]
Say they fly, but that's a lie, man they got it twisted
Rings are gold, crispy clothes, man they got it twisted
I bet you think you a god but boy you got it twisted, tw-tw-twisted, tw-tw-twisted
Get a little bit a money stack a little bit a chedda then we get the game so twisted
20-sum inches on a little bit a leather then we get get things so twisted
I bet you think you so hard but boy you got it twisted, tw-tw-twisted, tw-tw-twisted

[Trip Lee]
Yes sir, back on that thang, reflectin on life an it's happiness mayne
since I was born I had what I needed, when I think back ain't been lackin a thang
Clothes I got, soda pop, the home I got, the cash in the bank, the bros I got
the shows I rock, none of us lacked it was passed from the king
So many things was on to us, we holdin up on some dough for lunch
and I'd say my grace and then get with the game
Never really thought of his mercy flows, never really heard the words before
every good thing is comin' down from the father of Lights like a passionate rain
Yeah tell them to get back, yeah how they think they get that
my father gave me gift wrap though he don't have to give jack
We ain't earned a single thing, oh homie, don't miss that
he gives because he's merciful now spit that, don't get it twisted
Hey yeah some of us are strugglin' they off in hoods
but still get mo' than they deserve look all he he does is good
he gives freely and he's perfect in his distribution
look, don't get it screwed up like you live in (Houston)

[Chorus]

[This'l]
Some things that I think are good in life they make me nervous
anything my father give me though I know it's perfect
anything I get besides my death I don't deserve it
used to think that I was good to have cash splurging (ooo!)
I was a trap star, sixteen phat car
anything that made me feel good was good, that far
kept them bangers with me like I'm good, gon' act hard
even kept that green bay too (yeah - Brett Farve)
See my whole thought of good was out of context
didn't know what good was cause I hadn't seen the sun yet
ran around with different girls like it was a contest
young and dumb, foolish, too, I was on some nonsense (ooo!)
Thought it was good that the whole hood heard of me
they thought it was good that other hoods wanna murder me
somebody call the cops cause it's an emergency
now I know what good is - it's God's love and mercy

[Chorus]