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Jesus Jones To Get There

get there But it's harder than it seems to get there You don't have to dream to get there But it's harder than it seems to get there Everyone needs something

him like he stole something, I beat him like Im' Roy Jones, And I thought I told you life is quick and fast better get up and get the cash, Quick to

Flip like reciprocal fractions Turn the heat up on mcs to watch their meat blacken You try get fly, you get electrified and fried Fuck around and get

chick, they have Chingy and Smallworld and Steph Jones Celebrity chicks, Celebrity chicks We don't die we multiply, Strength in Numbers baby we just gettin started. Luda, Chingy, Steph Jones

, ya'll thought that underground shit wouldn't gon' work in ya Yeah, for the Ouijas of sin is death For the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus

he wrote a song Called 'The Dove Of Love Fell Off The Perch' But he couldn't get divorced in the Catholic Church At least not back then, anyhow Jesus

right) I'm in (Okay) I'm in (I wanna hear it) you can count me in (J. Moss way) I'm reppin' the kingdom (J. Moss) (Just jam) I'm droppin number 2 The

of the carnie dog-faced boy escapist. Living large, watching Springer, smoking beedies wrapped in bacon. At night his get busy disease leakage peaketh. Merk the he say/she say, BK Jesus

out the door again Lie to get what I came for Lie to get just what I need Lie to get what I crave Lie and smile to get what's mine Eye on what i'm