Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jesus Piece, artist - The Game. Album song Jesus Piece, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DGC, Interscope
Song language: English
Jesus Piece |
| Tell 'em pray for me |
| It was God that brought Dre to me |
| Even brought the nigga Kanye for me |
| Bless — but them niggas shot Big |
| Made a nigga feel ashamed of the the city where he live |
| Make a nigga hate the logo on the Dodger cap |
| Thinking back to that Bimmer, wish my nigga Pac was strapped |
| But I’m dreaming Las Vegas Boulevard, Afeni’s son’s bullet scars |
| Everybody king of Diamonds until 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 |
| Mama forgive me cause I’m tryna make a living, hah |
| Them niggas hatin' cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah |
| Niggas shining like they hanging from the ceiling, hah |
| Me and 'Ye killing (Something like my Jesus piece, hah) |
| Lord willin', I see a billion |
| 'Til then, I let my nuts hang (Something like my Jesus piece, hah) |
| Throw them suicide doors up |
| And let that Holy Ghost swang (Something like my Jesus piece, hah) |
| That’s the crack music, nigga |
| Never spit a verse cause I was making 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 thinking like a father, is the world safe? |
| Got me clinging to my daughter like shark fins in water |
| Rocks in my ears sunk the Titanic |
| This is my life and it’s exactly how I planned it, damn it |
| God says everything happens for a reason |
| I seen four seasons at The Four Seasons |
| Take that chinchilla off, poor kids is freezing |
| Cookin' up in the same pot they ain’t got to pee in |
| Mama forgive me cause I’m tryna make a living, hah |
| Them niggas hatin' cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah |
| Niggas shining like they hanging from the ceiling, hah |
| Me and 'Ye killing (Something like my Jesus piece, hah) |
| Lord willin', I see a billion |
| 'Til then, I let my nuts hang (Something like my Jesus piece, hah) |
| Throw them suicide doors up |
| And let that Holy Ghost swang (Something like my Jesus piece, hah) |
| Pieces on gold leashes |
| Cruisers, around greases make them cohesive |
| I’m the sun shining 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, knowing 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 after party thinking what the afterlife’s like |
| He paid for our sins, is it really priced right? |
| Fuck it, I see the light, broads, they see the light |
| Can’t deny my Jesus piece that’s so Peter-like |
| Chicks crow for dough, get low for mo' |
| A convo piece, she end up at the condo |
| Another Jane Doe or a golden angel |
| Pendant on an angle, watch the chain glow |
| Mama forgive me cause I’m tryna make a living, hah |
| Them niggas hatin' cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah |
| Niggas shining like they hanging from the ceiling, hah |
| Me and 'Ye killing (Something like my Jesus piece, hah) |
| Lord willin', I see a billion |
| 'Til then, I let my nuts hang (Something like my Jesus piece, hah) |
| Throw them suicide doors up |
| And let that Holy Ghost swang (Something like my Jesus piece, hah) |