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lirik lagu god bless – grafh & dj shay

[intro: grafh & robotic voice]
and r.i.p. dj shay
understand how short life is

[verse 1: grafh]
uh
they prolly give me my roses after they honor me
stabbed in the back, after my heart collapses a artery
i’m passionate (uh)
the fashion and art to match the discography
brought gangstas to the grammys and gangsta rap to the carnegie
but still keep my eye in the scope like i practice photography (cheese)
the rice and the dope relaxin’ in harmony (ahh)
come fall in love with the dope boy
like cupid practicin’ archery in back of the pharmacy
oh boy
trapped in the trap is a part of me (facts)
the heroin in the spatula is almondy
the crack turn [?], back the economy
riskin’ freedom so we never relapse into poverty (uh)
please never rematch [?] (no)
or find coverage like when your insurance is relapsin’ the policy (uh)
step into my office, i’m rehashin’ the policy (uh)
the diamonds in my chain are a free class in astrology
i’m active, prayin’ that all my street n*ggas make it out
your name on a bullet it’s written sloppy, can you make it out? (d*mn)
luck is a lady, i hope you makin’ out (ooh)
she told me don’t come but i didn’t take it out (no)
god bless (uh)
[chorus: grafh]
i pray you make it out the hood, god bless
i pray you make it out for good, god bless
god bless
pray my n*ggas make it out the projects
babies havin’ babies, this a process
mentally enslaved, well this a complex
i hope you make it out the hood, god bless
i hope you
rise

[verse 2: grafh]
uh
you would’ve knew who was real if you was familiar
the grass ain’t greener, them n*ggas usin’ a filter
f*ck jewelry, get real estate; make it you and the builder
f*ck you and the jeweler; make it you and the realtor
my heart [?] i ain’t ever doin’ it silver
p*rnstar, when i do it i film her
is your glass full of fluids, spillin’, brewin’ a filter
i need the remedy
i spoil you if you real and you loyal, i feed the energy
you gotta earn the right to beef wit’ me or be a friend of me
you cowards ain’t got enough power to be my enemy
stylin’ even in trap houses, i need amenities
i could scour the dirt in my shower and leave a legacy
i’m powerful, but all i see ahead of me are trust issues
‘cause girls in happy relationships be dmin’ me
when i needed a hug, my b*tch thought that i needed hennessey
because i made my [?] illegal tendencies
trappin’, my momma said [?], pray or believe it
when you have a black face, it’s a rat race to the precinct
i’m in the last game, shootin’ at halfway from the bleachers
prayin’ that my angels done castrated my demons
as far as bein’ [?], that man shay is a g*nius
this the soundtrack [?] hand*painted [?]
the album sound like god’s hand came in the speakers
virgin mary, this album was handmade in the fetus
and we made it elite, i’m just glad to say that he seen it
but he passed away on his last day to complete it
so imma carry the weight til’ my back’s breakin’ to pieces
f*ck a back brace, i’m whippin’ this crack shave into pieces
imma make sure your name on blast, play in arenas
until we meet again on that path taken to jesus
bless you
[outro: dj shay]
i feel that
you have to, uh
if* if you gon’ make it in here, you have to be consistent
you have to take this sh*t serious, like you take anyth*
you gotta make sacrifices, just like you know you make sacrifices with anything else, like
but this is my life, this is a way of life
i get up everyday, roll a biscuit and make music
and i prolly work twice as many hours, i work twice as many hours as most people
uh, every single day
my average, i go to bed every night or just [?]
he’s like “d*mn man, what time you been goin’ to sleep?”
i go to sleep every night between two or three o’clock
and i’m up every morning by seven o’clock, seven thirty at the latest
and i’m not* i’m not tired

- grafh dj shay

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