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Ain't never been much of the church type
And I only listen to my guts
And I'm gon' be waiting at the gate
And that's something I'm not gonna do
And the beefs some sort of repenter
And wish me hell then I wish you well
Because I got beef with my mama's pill
But I be the worst thing that these mother fuckers ever heard
But I believe in the last days
But I go up in the Bible [?]
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable strip, cock and I shoot
For the people I've been a minister
God please put you on me with the armor
He could have shigy shocked you back to life
I got a best friend, best friend
I walk through Hell almost every night
I'ma send you straight up to my best friend
In of a mind, thick skin but a short temper
It's like Clint Eastwood went looking for peace
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
Make an attempt to show some remorse
Might wanna act just like quarterbacks
My [?] and intestines
My best friend, best friend
My best friend, best friend
Not even a doctor's at the hospital
So if you don't like when I rap
So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now
So unless you're my fuckin' belly button don't tell me
Talking to Proof dropping a deuce
The I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming
The minute I'm not forgiving unless
The priest stood but at least should
They pronounce you dead when they sound it out
They tend to flock like shepherds to black sheep
This imp possible to revive you
To the father son and holy spirit, I hold you nearest
Try hard to respect people for what they're believing in
Well I Guess I'll see when I head that way
What I have to say on the mic then you
When you get sprayed up, sitting you holding straight up
When you wish me hull upon my soul and spirit
With those tattoos on your face
You stopping and that's not an option
(Best friend, best friend)
[?] on the truth like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit