Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Champion , by - Şevin. Song from the album Purple Heart, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: God Over Money
Song language: English
Champion |
| You know |
| HOG MOB |
| Yeah |
| For real |
| They call me the OG of this gospel spit |
| If Jehovah builds it brody who gone topple it |
| Straight from where them choppers kick |
| No love for satan |
| You can catch me urinating on the trophy of the baphomet |
| I serve the king Yahweh gave Christ the crown |
| The event was more suspenseful than a Tyson round |
| Shout out to Michael Brown |
| You ain’t gone use your gift to help uplift your people |
| Shoulda left you where your mic was found |
| Yeah cuz we really with this kingdom biz |
| Hope you do more than dance around and sing to the kids |
| Ay |
| Cuz we right here were it’s piping hot |
| Where little homies get life or shot |
| And OG’s hit the pipe and rock |
| Yeah so I am really not the one for play |
| No hesitation momma shoulda named me undalé |
| Ay my gun’ll spray before I run away |
| Take back our Christendom that acquisition’s underway |
| You only get one life to live like a champion oh |
| So if I only get one fight |
| I’mma fight like a pastor down |
| So if I die tonight I pray the test of time finds one life |
| Live like a champion |
| Yeah and before I ride with Satan boy I make a U |
| Land of the foresaken but we making due |
| And they faking too |
| So I’m smashing with a faithful few |
| Please don’t put nothing past us we gone make it through |
| Ah |
| I kill a beat and call it songicide |
| Keep it thorough with my borough so I’m bonafide |
| Saddle for the battle bro I’m known to ride |
| Them Yankees rattled |
| And I been seeing shadows since my homie died |
| Ay let me take you to a deeper zone |
| Your swagger is your hazard put your blinkers on |
| The real know what I’m speaking on |
| Foot to the pedal and I admit I love the ghetto |
| But to each his own |
| I’m bout my people and I’m bout my bread |
| But I’m more about my Jesus though and how He bled |
| And how He said that He could save me with my hoodie on |
| I should be gone |
| But He loved me so He put me on |
| You only get one life to live like a champion oh |
| So if I only get one fight |
| I’mma fight like a pastor down |
| So if I die tonight I pray the test of time finds one life |
| That lives like a champion |
| Come on and I made a covenant with God to put his message through |
| I swore I’d never get involved in it unless it’s true |
| I made every effort to be irreptable |
| Confession just wanna die with honor Lord — seppuku |
| I’m insufficient so don’t put me on a pedestal |
| I am too trying to step through up into your vestibule |
| A wretched fool my Wesson blew |
| In the check or two |
| The only thing on my recipe is some residue |
| Yeah but you pulled me from the filth and grime |
| Taught me a pearl is just a piece of dirt that’s built in time |
| Yeah you’re enhancing the branches but you are still the vine |
| We just reflect you |
| It’s impossible to steal your shine |
| Amen |
| We bang with sin in the lane I’m in |
| I’m losing enemies to gain a friend |
| They can burn me while I’m bound and roped |
| So pour me like an ounce of dope |
| I’mma scream You are my ruler |
| And denounce the pope |