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Choose One (Jay-Z, Tupac, or GODsun)???
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can't play both side of the fence... wich 1 are you... rapper~emcee~True M.C(TMC) get in where you fit in... www.THALASTLAP.com
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GODsun a T.M.C (True M.C.) - ... He said I didn't need legs to walk in the Spirit...
GODsun: a T.M.C. (true emcee) juss 1 of GODS' many sons ...why do I spell it s-u-n... cause we gatta bring tha light to tha rest of the Earth... Mk. 16:15-16... U know?!
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Hip-Hop • Christian Rap
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#3,743 in subgenre Peak #5
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Peak #352
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GODsun
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YES
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January 21, 2006
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:53
Story behind the song
THIS CUT IZ ABOUT ACCOUNTABILITY.
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If it wasn’t for the dough I would not flow, To me hip-hop’ the tree from witch money grows, An I’m just trying to pick some leaves, I don’t call them gimmicks I just say I gat tricks up sleeves, And I aint worried bout who I deceive, Come on man raise your own kids tell’em who to believe, But here’s a clue to let you know if they idolize me, If they walk with a swagger and all about cheese, I can get every insecure dame without game, I’ll use fame if I can just get the radio playin, My jam let the whole U.S. know who I am, Any topic purple haze or Hawaiian, Any character hustler or g, Any subject from pimps to how chicks striptease, An I neva told you to sell crack, But I know you’ll follow me and I glorify it in my raps. Hook: Rappers do it for money the fame and the fun, Emcees are on a mission until the jobs done, True M.C.’s represent till CHRIST comes, Theirs only 3 ways to rhyme choose 1 I want the cheese but I don’t pick the leaves I’m an M.C., I wait for the fruit to grow and then I blow, But in an attempt to spread my insight, When I think the fruit’s ripe I pick and take a bite, For knowledge but my strength is wisdom passed down by men, From generation to generation, Wanna be felt by the people, I need to be heard, Until I die I’ll try to change the world by speaking words, I relate to the streets, I grew up in the wild hood, Now I’m feelin like a man trapped in my child hood, I don’t live it but I verbalize paintings so vivid, Captivate the simplistic to the point they think I did it, Lord knows only GOD can judge me, but there’s no ghetto in Heaven So when I die its gonna get ugly, Gat money now so it seems I’m blessed with this gift, But I don’t walk in GODS’ ways I can’t rest with this gift. Hook: Hook: Rappers do it for money the fame and the fun, Emcees are on a mission until the jobs done, True M.C.’s represent till CHRIST comes, Theirs only 3 ways to rhyme choose 1 We don’t pick the leaves from trees or eat forbidden fruit, We plant seeds that form trees too deep to uproot, And no hip-hop didn’t start in south Bronx, It’s a ministry tool it started out in GODS’ thoughts, We’re like both hands of the body of CHRIST equipped wit mics, Theirs too many lost souls to need just one mic, So we fight the good fight and keep the faith, We keep our eyes on the prize while we’re runnin the race, And when I hit the finish line I hope you’re not blind, I’m not lyin about salvation I gat mine, Its time for a different kind of session, It’s a spiritual high but rappers and M.C.s’ are infestin, Your eardrums causin infections we’re the realist no question, We persevere through the subjection, By His might and by His resurrection, So after death we can hear’em say we fulfilled The Great Commission! Hook! Hook: Rappers do it for money the fame and the fun, Emcees are on a mission until the jobs done, True M.C.’s represent till CHRIST comes, Theirs only 3 ways to rhyme choose 1
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