🎵 JEHOVAH // by Tyrell

1 ContributorJEHOVAH Lyrics [Intro] Ladies and gentlemen, let's put our hands together for this dynasty H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A 8700 Mecca Baby, please don’t fade me (Yeah) Mr. Coalition, standing on Cold business [Verse 1] First of all, pray for the ladies catching strays from the play crazies We gone deal with them lil bill niggas so brazy House ones, by the 1,000 cause they cowards fake in power Headed South like Broward, said he Floored Ha What a boward In Atlanta we empowered, seeing power, bleeding power 50 thousand Mz power, own the court and rim power Resort to real power, that is God’s power, not ours Odds of not sour, 1 in- a thousand thou son One ounce ah get em bounced son, rat, mouse, the whole house Run Found son, in outcomes he ain’t around from Still gotta douse son, kill em in his habit Abstract, til in fact they trace these damn clowns back It’s a sound fact, that Shorty Long wrote his own songs And I’m the damn soundtrack, God kazaam and found that To his afterlife, this after strike, we bomb like 9-11 right Levi up the rage, let me up the stakes, roll a 7 right The God number, Lord knows, he not far from us Here to harm suckas, never gotta charm nothing Hell yeah I’m tryna spark something, it’s too late “Nigga who?” Nigga you, you fools laced [Hook 1] H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A [Verse 2] When they beef with someone, quick to say what they fucking done Somebody humble son, don’t wanna rumble, run It’s like another one from 88, he’s that great to read through strays Weeze, blue chew, pace, reintroduce faith Is He that laced to think that his J is that great To invite you to sample Michael? it’s so delightful Life full of 98 ways just to spite you 2 left, for Jeff Fort, goodbye, good night to [Hook 2] H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A 4 years old curse out my teachers, Ms. Rose I needed ya H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A We do not believe you, please bring more people H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A 4 years old curse out my teacher, Ms. Rose I needed ya H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A We do not believe you, please bring more people [Verse 3] Do yo research, jigga man Please pull the trigga man Sneeze, blessings filling in Freeze, cheddar filled in hands Tied to the Chairman’s Beyond straight scared, fam Yo odds say Rozay, damn We charging the place, fam Regards to a trace, blam Deposit big face, Sam Ain’t in charge of this pape, damn You flodging for they Cam We Melo with our bucks I’m from the 7, that’s a must Come from stars with some trust Who in charge? That’s wassup One of Chief’s men, over step when we creep in Remember she tried to creep when she sent her mom geekin Believe in these bars that’s been leaking from who really in charge of cement Deep in Street shit, why they policing if they sacred street men? No street sense, just retweeting, retweets then Just gone keep repeating the deep end of the sequence Achieving no achievements [Hook 3] H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A 8700 Mecca, Baby please don’t fade me H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Mr. Coalition, standing on Cold business H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A 8700 Mecca Baby, please don’t fade me H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Mr. Coalition, standing on Cold business H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A