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DJ Khaled - Father Of Asahd Album Lyrics



DJ Khaled - Father Of Asahd Lyrics






Holy Mountain

Gimme the cue
(One spliff a day ah keep di evil away)
Lord
(Lord, one spliff a day ah keep di evil away, ah)

It's a Holy Mountain
It's a Holy Mountain
Yeah di most high in dis place shall be

Dem wan nail mi up pon di cross like Jesus (him mussi mad)
Dem ah plan 'gainst mi life, but god nah lef us (him mussi mad)
But a lightning and thunder
Jah send mi protection from his Holy Mountain
Lightning and thunder (break dem asunder, man)
Protect my life, please, protect my son, Jah
Lightning and thunder
Dem wan mi fall, ah mi blood dem ah come for
Lighting and thunder (run wild)
Jah Jah yuh take me so far, dem cyaan see me blunder

We reach the Holy Mountain
Hear me the Most High, His Imperial Majesty and Royal King Selassie I the first
Conquering lion of him tribe of Judah elect of Jah rule all ah dis world
(One spliff a day ah keep di evil away)
(Cah one spliff a day ah keep di evil away, ah)
Dj khaled
(One spliff a day ah keep di evil away)
(Cah one spliff a day ah keep di evil away, ah)
(Cah one spliff a day ah keep di evil away, ah)
(Cah one spliff a day ah keep di evil away, ah)

Right through the gates of hell
Wait that retched soul
That live a life of evil
Out of control
Tormented soul, tormented soul, go away
Go away
Go away from me
Take dem away
Father, take dem away
Right through the gates of hell
We powers over darkness and light
Hypocrites and Jezebels dance to the devil's delight
They made a pact, they made a pact, ooh
Blood and sacrifice
How they kill, never torture and use the name of christ
I chant them away

The blessing, the blessing, two years stressin'
Said I wouldn't make it, I was being tested
My blessings, my blessing
I thought I wouldn't make it without being tested
My blessings, they blessing, they blessing
Gotta protect
My blessings, my blessings
Gotta protect
My blessings, my blessings
Blessings

Ah me seh light it up
Smoke up di herb
High up, sailing like a bird
Like a fire, burn it ah burn
Burn it ah burn
Bless up, step up, a full military
Seh dem ah wish you bad, but dat nuh necessary
Everyday you say yuh prayers, nothing ordinary
Bless and protective from the holy sanctuary
Evil people only wanna to see you dead and buried
Have an evil life we seh ah di almighty bless we
And they hate you for the truth
Watch yuh enemies
Watch yuh enemies

The blessing, the blessing, two years stressin'
Said I wouldn't make it, I was being tested
My blessings, my blessing
I thought I wouldn't make it without being tested
My blessings, they blessing, they blessing
Gotta protect
My blessings, my blessings
Gotta protect
My blessings, my blessings
Blessings, my

(One spliff a day ah keep di evil away)
(One spliff a day ah keep di evil away)
(One spliff a day ah keep di evil away)
(One spliff a day ah keep di evil away)

Dem wan nail me up pon the cross like jesus
Dem ah plan 'gainst mi life, but god nah lef us
But ah lightning and thunder
Jah send mi protection from his Holy Mountain
Lightning and thunder
Protect mi life, please, protect my son, Jah
Lightning and thunder
Dem wan mi fall, ah mi blood dem a come for
Lighting and thunder
Jah Jah you take me so far, dem cyaan' see me blunder

(One spliff a day ah keep di evil away)
(Cah, one spliff a day ah keep di evil away)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Brittany Shaelyn Coney, Danielle Balbuena, David Constantine Brooks, Denisia Andrews, Khaled Mohammaed Khaled, Mark Anthony Myrie, Miguel Orlando Collins
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Wish Wish

(Feat. 21 Savage & Cardi B)

[Cardi B, DJ Khaled & Lil' Juice]
(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up)
Cardi, Cardi bops
Cardi, Cardi sendin' shots
We The Best music
Cardi, from the block
Cardi, with the Glock
Cardi, yeah
Cardi, yeah
Another one
Cardi, yeah, yeah, yeah
DJ Khaled

[Cardi B]
They say my time is almost up, tell them bitches, "Wish, wish"
All these hoes lookin' cold, all these bitches fish sticks
Put a ribbon on my box 'cause this pussy gifted
I ain't got no free time, all my shit expensive
See my ring, my watch, my chain and everything is lit, lit (Ice)
All this gold on a bitch, I feel like I'm Slick Rick
If they love me or they hate me, it don't make no difference (Cardi)
It be hard not to kill a ho 'cause I be tempted

Now I be countin' money, buyin' jewelry, hoes be ridin' dick (Dick)
I just make my M's and mind my business, hoes be ridin' dick (Dick)
"I can see Cardi eat so much," and that's what got 'em sick
But I wonder how they still ain't pregnant, all that riding dick
Y'all betta go ahead with that weak shit, I'm certified, real street bitch
Won't be a song if I leak shit, we strapped up like defense
Whatever you do, sis, keep it cute, sis
Leave that beefin' shit at Ruth Chris or end up toothless
I've been official my whole life, I bought burners, I ain't buy likes (Brr)
How did little ol' me get money? Got everybody all tight
These bitches wack, these bitches garb (Garb), they diss me, I disregard
Bet you if I had a dick, these bitches couldn't get it hard

They say my time is almost up, tell them bitches, "Wish, wish" (Wish)
All these hoes lookin' cold, all these bitches fish sticks
Put a ribbon on my box 'cause this pussy gifted
I ain't got no free time, all my shit expensive
See my ring, my watch, my chain and everything is lit, lit (Ice)
All this gold on a bitch, I feel like I'm Slick Rick
If they love me or they hate me, it don't make no difference (Cardi)
It be hard not to kill a ho 'cause I be tempted (Blaow)

[21 Savage]
Bought a Richard Mille, coulda bought me a house (No joke)
Feel like I'm the greatest rapper came out the South (Who want smoke?)
She keep tryin' to f*ck, I told her top me for now (On God)
She got ass shots, told her work on her mouth (Straight up)
Everybody talkin' this king talk, nigga we shootin' shit up, we don't battle (Bitch)
Cornball nigga, you ain't gettin' no money and we don't give a f*ck about your talents (Snitch)
Came from the bottom, I'm a multimillionaire, I was just sleeping on pallets (21)
F*ck these rappers, I'm 4L gang, we the best like DJ Khaled (Straight up)
Your bitch got that crazy head like a Kanye tweet (21)
Had a wedding for my Glocks, call 'em Jay and Bey (21)
I split the rent with my chopper 'cause it stay with me (On God)
Leave you drunk like a shot of liquor, ain't no chasin' me (On God)
He threw in a white flag, but I still want beef (Stupid)
Catch you at your album release you play with Cardi B (Shoot it)
Make this pistol blow both ways, I call it Hennessy (Pow!)
I know your mama taught you look both ways 'fore crossing me (Lil' bitch)

[Cardi B]
They say my time is almost up, tell them bitches, "Wish, wish"
All these hoes lookin' cold, all these bitches fish sticks
Put a ribbon on my box 'cause this pussy gifted
I ain't got no free time, all my shit expensive
See my ring, my watch, my chain and everything is lit, lit (Ice)
All this gold on a bitch, I feel like I'm Slick Rick
If they love me or they hate me, it don't make no difference (Cardi)
It be hard not to kill a ho 'cause I be tempted (Blaow)

We The Best music
(What's that on your wrist?)
(I call it a chandelier)
Another one
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Belcalis Almanzar, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Jordan Thorpe, Khaled Khaled, Kleonard Raphael, Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




Jealous

Jealous, jealous
We The Best Music
Oh, oh, oh
They don't want us together, 'gether
Another one
You need somebody, babe, you need somebody, babe
DJ Khaled

I'll pick you up in my ride
Make sure you waitin' outside when I pull up
I told my niggas I can't slide (No, no)
Just to be right by your side
I could've been anywhere, but I'm right here
I want you all to myself
I grab your hips and I
Tell you you're the one for me (Yup)
Tell you I got all I need
'Cause I want your body (Your body), yeah, yeah
All over my body (Body)
And I know that they hatin', they say I'm no good
But I know that they watchin' (No, no)

Girl, I can tell you need some love in your life (Let's ride)
And I'm the one, don't let no one change your mind
F*ck what they say (F*ck 'em)

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Let's go)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

You mad or you jealous, you sad or you settle
The brighter the rainbow, the badder the weather
The good with the bad, but the badder the better
Bring my sand to the beach, nigga, and to the desert
We fell from the heavens, we landed like feathers
The rose in the rubble, keep your nose out our petals
Your hoes know my schedule, and my hoes know I'm special
They know not to question, bitch, you know I'm not Alexa
She, she post a pic of me and her from off her iPad
You know them hoes don't like that, where the likes at?
Jealousy is a disease, you can die mad
Tunechi, Sean, CB, Khaled, hi there (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

But girl, I can tell you need some love in your life (Mulah, let's ride)
And I'm the one, don't let no one change your mind (Oh, na, na, na)
F*ck what they say (F*ck 'em)

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Let's go)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Oh, oh, woah)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (Oh, oh, girl, they just)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Woah)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (Woah)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Jealous)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (Together)

Dawg, it's these jealous ass hoes I can't relate to
The type to follow you but hardly follow through
You say I'm on your mind, I'm wondering why I'm not on you
Girl, you're fresh out the shower
Towel around your head like you're Erykah Badu
It's lookin' like a spa day
I rearrange your chakras, listenin' to Sade
Let's take a road trip and get high on the highway (Swerve, swerve)
Migrate, spend time, lay back, watch the sky change, woah
And I hear the jealousy, but look, I never listen
The quickest way to let something die is lack of attention (Straight up)
And you got it all, you looking good as my intentions (Damn)
We on an ascension, straight up

Girl, I can tell you need some love in your life (Let's ride)
And I'm the one, don't let no one change your mind (Oh)
F*ck what they say (F*ck 'em)

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Let's go)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Oh, oh, woah)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (Oh, oh, girl, they just)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Woah)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (Woah)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Jealous)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (Together)

These niggas scared I'ma take they chick (They chick)
Must be the money, 'cause a young boy rich (Real rich)
You could drop a dime, but I make it make sense
Girl, you coming home with me
You the last number on my call list (Call list)
Pull up on me, girl, let's get lit (Get lit)
I think I hit a lick
I think I hit a lick, yeah (Another one)

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Jealous, let's go)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (No, they don't want us)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Jealous)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (Together)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Oh, no, they don't)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (No-woah, no-woah, no)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Don't want us together)
Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether (Don't want us together)

We The Best Music
They jealous
They don't want us together
They played themselves (Played themselves)
Baby, I got an idea
Let's be together forever (Forever)
I think I hit a lick, yeah, yeah
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Alan Gorrie, Andrew Michael Saidenberg, Brittany Coney, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Christopher Brown, Denisia Andrews, Diana King, Dwayne Carter, James Stewart, Khaled Khaled, Kingsley D. Gardner, Malcolm Duncan, Owen Mcintyre, Roger Ball, Stephen Ferrone
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Just Us

We The Best Music
Another one
DJ Khaled

Back against the wall, middle fingers in the air
Busting through the crowd, they gon' feel me now
Straight shooter from the hip, yeah, we heavy in here
Tell me get 'em, then I got 'em (get 'em)
99 problems, but you ain't one
Been so high lately, I don't care who's goin' down
You could see it in my eyes, he be hitting it right
Got me wishing that he wasn't, oh no
And I need it all night
Real love, show me what it feels like?
F*ck it, I let you pull up on me broad day light
Shots over here, f*ck the other side
We don't gotta lay low, we grown
A field trip and I don't need no chaperone
I'm tryna get ghost
Oh, oh (another one)

It's just us against the world
In this life of sin
Ain't nobody gonna take us out
It's always us, never them
It's just us against the world
When the smoke clears
All we got is all we got
It's always us, never them

It's lovely at the top, private destination
Sippin' on the rocks, only way with us
This kinda love dangerous when there's nothing else to lose
So don't make me wild out (let's ride)
Got 99 problems, what's one more?
50 feet get you touched at your front door
Leaving fast and we spinning slow
Side eyes let me know that we visible
And I need it right now (yeah)
Ten toes down, show me what it's all about
Thuggin', we only duckin' when the boys come out
It's us over them, f*ck the other side
We gon' turn the lights off, we hard
What we doin', don't nobody gotta know
I ain't tryna get ghost, oh yes
Oh, oh

It's just us against the world
In this life of sin
Ain't nobody gonna take us out
It's always us, never them
It's just us against the world
When the smoke clears
All we got is all we got
It's always us, never them

This how an angel sounds (no, no, do-do)
It's just, uh, it's just us, it's just us
It's just us
It's always us, it's always us
It's only us
It's just us, it's just us, it's just us
It's always, it's always us, it's always us

It's just us against the world
In this life of sin
Ain't nobody gonna take us out
It's always us, never them (yeah, yeah)
It's just us against the world
When the smoke clears
All we got is all we got
It's always us, never them

You're all that I need, ooh, yeah
It's just, uh, it's just us, it's just us
We The Best Music
It's always, it's always us, it's always
It's just us, it's just us, it's just us
Another one
It's always, it's always us, it's always
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Andre Benjamin, Antwan A. Patton, Brittany Shaelyn Coney, David A. Sheats, Denisia Andrews, John Veliotes, Khaled Mohammaed Khaled, Richard Wagner, Solana I. Rowe, Stanley Ernest Watts
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




You Stay

Sabes bien que fue un engaño
Lo que me hiciste fue un pecado
Así mismo me engañaste
Y lloras hoy porque fallaste
Cómo tratas de buscarme
Después que tú me traicionaste
Ahora tengo que alejarme
Busqué la forma de olvidarte
(Ay caramba)
Ooh
(Señorita, she is beautiful, no?)
We The Best Music (Oh-nah-nah)
Sabes bien que fue un engaño (Oh-nah-nah)
Lo que me hiciste fue un pecado (Another one)
Así mismo me engañaste (DJ Khaled)

Why, oh why? You stay, you stay
And cry every night, you stay, you stay
I don't know why, oh why, you stay, you stay, oh
I think you too loyal, you stay, you stay

Uh, I don't know how you do it, but you did it, I'll admit it
And who am I to be a critic and tell you different?
You know I never speak on that nigga, it's not my business
But I could tell you that his level's no competition
And I'm optimistic that I'm 'bout to hit it
And um, I can tell you've been crying in Honda Civics
Because I caught you slipping, left you no choice
You ever cry again, it's gon' be in a Rolls Royce
I wipe your face with them new hundreds to make your tears dry
Hitting it on a jet, this ain't no red eye
Got you chasing dreams, and it ain't even bedtime
And don't you dare bring up your ex 'cause he a dead guy
I wonder

Why, oh why? (Oh why?)
Do you ride, do you stick by his side
If he makes you cry every night?
Girl, I see the pain in your eyes
I don't know why, oh why, you stay, you stay, oh
You stay, you stay
You stay, tell me why you

I think you're too loyal
I think you do too much for someone who don't do shit for you, girl
And that's real
That ain't the way love supposed to feel
But you say he's the one for you
Then complain how he don't show you
But you ain't gotta take that
Baby, you can't take that
Hit the gym and get your shape back, oh
F*ck that nigga
Don't understand why you still trust that nigga (Work)
With your mind and your heart and your soul (Let's go)
For your goals, in control, you let it go (Work)
I just wanna see you happy
I just wanna see you laughing
I just wanna see you smiling
I can tell you need somebody who really about you
Who gon' see about you
'Cause it's been a while, so baby

Why, oh why? (Oh why?)
Do you ride, do you stick by his side
If he makes you cry every night?
Girl, I see the pain in your eyes
I don't know why, oh why, you stay, you stay, oh
You stay, you stay
I think you too loyal

You give him chance after chance
'Cause you say maybe one day he'll grow up and be a man
And lately you been pouring out your heart on the 'Gram
But you been playing your part from the start, I understand
I put carats on your hand
But see I'm one of them bad guys
And I can't guarantee the world
But I promise you'll be better than last time
As long as you're loyal
You got a plan, I'll do more than spoil
I'll be there to support you
Drop top in the wintertime, whatever just to see you smile
Private jet from time to time, by the ocean, I'll drive you wild
Whatever your decision, I'm with it, no asking why
I catch you slipping at all, you gon' be mine (J Balvin, men; ¡wuh!)

Ma', la verdad es un orgullo tenerte a mi lado
Cuando tus ojos brillan en la luz son los que me fascinan
No hay quién te gane
You stay, you stay, oh
You stay, you stay, oh, you stay
Tell me why you (Another one)
Ma', la verdad es un orgullo tenerte a mi lado
Cuando tus ojos brillan en la luz solo que me fascinan
No hay quién te gane
You stay, you stay, oh
You stay, you stay, oh
I think you're too loyal
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Khaled Khaled, Jeremy Felton, Robert Williams, Dominique Jones, Jose Balvin, Denisia Andrews, Brittany Coney, Ralph Middlebrooks, Clarence Satchell, William Beck, Leroy Bonner, Marshall Jones, Marvin Pierce, James Williams, Sergio George, Linda Caballero, Shirley Marte
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, The Administration MP, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Celebrate

(Feat. Travis Scott & Post Malone)

[DJ Khaled]
We The Best Music
Another one
DJ Khaled

[Travis Scott]
Celebrate for the ones we lost, yeah (Yeah)
Celebrate with the ones we got here (Yeah)
Middle fingers to the ones that's not here (Oh yeah)
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost
Celebrate for the ones we lost, yeah
Celebrate with the ones we got here
Middle fingers to the ones that's not here
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost

[Post Malone & DJ Khaled]
People tend to lose it, they see you comin' up (Oh)
And you were talkin' stupid, you wish you bit your tongue (Yeah)
Your blood is burning butane, I know it eats you up
And I just keep it moving, that envy got you stuck (Oh, yeah)
Now we printing money and you drive a Jetta
Ever since I cut you off, I swear that life is better (Ooh)
And ain't nobody believe you, you could say whatever
Only party in Ibiza like we (DJ Khaled)
And we ain't never losing no sleep over you (Over you)
And that's why we gon' dedicate this toast to you, toast to you (Let's go)

[Travis Scott]
Celebrate for the ones we lost, yeah (Yeah)
Celebrate with the ones we got here (Yeah)
Middle fingers to the ones that's not here (Oh yeah)
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost
Celebrate for the ones we lost, yeah
Celebrate with the ones we got here
Middle fingers to the ones that's not here
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost

[Travis Scott & DJ Khaled]
In a Lambo truck, it's not a Panorama
Even though I got the vision and it's panorama
Outgrew my faded tee, out base, we made it out Atlanta
When the closest thing to tropic was the Tropicana (Yeah)
Yellin' "Free the guys," pour one for the guys
To my dawg 50 on the other side
Pop me one, pop me two, pop me three (Another one)

[Travis Scott]
Celebrate for the ones we lost, yeah (Yeah)
Celebrate with the ones we got here (Yeah)
Middle fingers to the ones that's not here (Oh yeah)
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost
Celebrate for the ones we lost, yeah
Celebrate with the ones we got here
Middle fingers to the ones that's not here
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost

(Ain't no love lost, ain't no love lost, ain't no love lost)
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost (Ain't no love lost, ain't no love lost)
Ooh (Yeah), ooh (Yeah)
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost
(Ain't no love lost, ain't no love lost, ain't no love lost)

[Travis Scott & DJ Khaled]
I'm a bad man, just with good things
I'm a world class, let the hood see
I been with it (Yeah)
I been choosy with a big bag moving loosely
I been with it (Yeah, yeah)
Let's go

[Travis Scott]
Celebrate for the ones we lost, yeah (Yeah)
Celebrate with the ones we got here (Yeah)
Middle fingers to the ones that's not here (Oh yeah)
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost
Celebrate for the ones we lost, yeah
Celebrate with the ones we got here
Middle fingers to the ones that's not here
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost

[DJ Khaled & Travis Scott]
As we continue to celebrate
Celebrate life
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost (Ain't no love lost)
It's always love
We The Best music
Ain't no love, ain't no love lost (Ain't no love lost)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Khaled Khaled, Jacques Webster, Austin Post, Travis Walton, Adam Feeney
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Higher

(Feat. Nipsey Hussle & John Legend)

[DJ Khaled]
We The Best music
DJ Khaled

[John Legend]
Oh, you keep taking me higher and higher (Yeah)
But don't you know that the devil is a liar? (Yeah, I know)
They'd rather see me down, put my soul in the fire
But we keep goin' higher, higher

[Nipsey Hussle]
Look, look
My granny 88, she had my uncle and then
A miscarriage back-to-back every year for like ten
Pregnant with my moms, doctor told her it was slim
Was bed rode for nine months, but gave birth in the end
Pops turned 60, he proud what we done
In one generation, he came from Africa young
He said he met my moms at the Century Club
Los Angeles love kinda of like Hussle and Boog
Mani turned ten, Kross turned two
Startin' to see this life shit from a bird's view
We the ones that made millions off the curb, fool
In this rap shit ten, never made nerd moves

[John Legend]
Oh, you keep taking me higher and higher (Yeah)
(Hussle, Khaled)
But don't you know that the devil is a liar? (Yeah, I know)
(Right back)
They'd rather see me down, put my soul in the fire
But we keep goin' higher, higher (Woah, woah)
(Nip, talk to 'em)

[Nipsey Hussle & John Legend]
Emptied out the clip, it was broad day
F*ck niggas always gotta learn the hard way
We gon' tape it off if we ball play
Put a half a moon crescent on your bald fade
Police hit the lights, that's a car chase
Lookin' back at my life make my heart race
Dance with the devil and test our faith
I was thinkin' chess moves but it was God's grace
Crooked ass whoever 'til we all straight
With no shame, I peeped game and it's all fake
South Central state of mind, high crime rate (Yeah)
Homicide, hate, gang banging'll get you all day (Yeah, yeah)
And look at my fate

[John Legend & Nipsey Hussle]
Oh, you keep taking me higher and higher (Yeah)
(Told Khaled bounce the four 'til the bar break)
But don't you know that the devil is a liar? (I know)
They'd rather see me down, put my soul in the fire
But we keep goin' higher, higher

[John Legend]
Higher
Oh, Lord
Can you feel it?
My shoes are scrapin' the sky
I'm so high
We keep goin' higher
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Writer: Ermias Asghedom, Henry Mckenzie Davis, John Legend, Kevin Bryant Cossom, Khaled Mohammaed Khaled, Nicholas M. Warwar, Tarik Azzouz
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing




Wont Take My Soul

Thinking about it all
I've been thinking about it all
We the Best music! DJ Khaled!

You can see the pain in my eyes
See the tracks in my tears
Feel it deep in my body
But you don't know where I came from
I can't go back, no, I can't run
I won't do that for nobody
This world's so cold
I can't ever break my code
You won't ever take my soul
You won't ever
And I'm all alone
I ain't got no one to hold
But you won't ever take my soul
You won't ever take my soul
You won't ever

Love is a myth, unless it's your mother, father and kids
You beg to dif'
Forgive 'em for their ignorance
They not rememberin'
I gotta give them their discipline
Remember when I used to suffer
Struggle through daily pain?
I got it good now
I'm talkin' a mental plane
Silencin' all the noise
Pray for the day I bust a nina on that bitch who shot Selena
Then I rejoice, uh
We some fathers to our boys
Birth a boy, you rich for life, see the joy
I live to see my kids doin' business
Tell 'em everything's business
Basically, everything's a business
So make it your business to get it

You can see the pain in my eyes
See the tracks in my tears
Feel it deep in my body
But you don't know where I came from
I can't go back, no, I can't run
I won't do that for nobody
This world so cold
I can't ever break my code
You won't ever take my soul
You won't ever
And I'm all alone
I ain't got no one to hold
But you won't ever take my soul
You won't ever take my soul
You won't ever

I had no Damon Dash as my partners
Was maniacs, wish I had a Damon
I woulda been straighter with that shit
No Puffs, I had crack sellers to trust
No Suges, not even no havin' your shit when we change
How the patterns go
Free Bill Underwood
Morris Levy was free, grabbin' dough
Status quo straight from the barrios
Khaled now how the Calico was blowin'
To all my dawgs CEOin'
P and Coach K and Top Dawg, see, we growin'
Brother, my Highbridge niggas a lotta weed smokin'
Later I had my dawg Steve missin'
Lightey and my man Shakir
Damn, I wish all my dawgs was here
You can see that we all some kings in our eyes

You can see the pain in my eyes
See the tracks in my tears
Feel it deep in my body
But you don't know where I came from
I can't go back, no, I can't run
I won't do that for nobody
This world so cold
I can't ever break my code
You won't ever take my soul
You won't ever
And I'm all alone
I ain't got no one to hold
But you won't ever take my soul
You won't ever take my soul
You won't ever
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Writer: Kevin Cossom, Khaled Mohammaed Khaled, Leah Marie, Nasir Jones, Nathaniel Levingston, Nicholas M. Warwar, Roberto Curti, Tarik Azzouz, Thomas Decarlo Callaway
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Weather the Storm

We The Best Music
2019 we ain't taking no shorts unless we going on vacation
Big fish
Another one
Uh
DJ Khaled

Drop top gone (Drop top gone)
Selling popcorn (Selling popcorn)
I went from list of most wanted, to the top of the Forbes
F*cked up the trenches (F*cked up the trenches)
I weathered the storm (Weather that shit)
Young living legend, I be on that shit that these niggas ain't on (Niggas ain't on)
I went to war with the system (Yeah)
To give my son toys on Christmas (Yeah)
Probably won't give me no Grammy (Give me that)
Putting awards on wrists (Yeah)
We had to kill just to make it out, shit, we puttin' rewards on niggas (Brrt)
Live by the gun and we die about it, shit, I'm praying the sword don't kill us
Praying the Lord forgive us, we going to war with killers
They put a bounty all on my dawgs, want 'em dead by morning, nigga
We took risks to live like this, ain't doing consignment (Doing consignment)
I brought my mama tears, and I turned 'em to VVS diamonds (VVS diamonds)
I know you see me on top of my game, ain't see me declining
Turned me a monster, the next time you saw me, you seen I was climbing (Seen I was climbing)
They took my elevator, I said f*ck it, I'm taking the steps (Taking the steps)
Got me on bail, they want me in jail, they say I'm a threat (Say I'm a threat)
Fighting for freedom 11 years, they been taking my breath (Taking my breath)
Watching the feds take pictures of me, it been making me stress (Makin' me sweat)
Tapping my phone, taking my rights, and making 'em wrong
Deep in this shit, had to dance with the devil to make it back home, yeah

I got a call from one of the dawgs, say, "You been riding private"
He say I should tell the pilot to come and get him
And the crazy part about it, my nigga sitting in a prison
And the other crazy part about it, I really know that feeling, yeah
I can't put my trust inside the system
Gotta be here for my sisters
And my niece believe in Christmas
And her dad, somebody killed him
Some shit I don't remember
'Cause I left him in a box when they had me in them locks
I blame God for my convictions
Never give a judge that ammunition
Never had no co-defendants
God gon' be my only witness
Never take it personal, it's whatever when we handling business
We been through the worst, them situations we can never mention
You gon' have your mom losing her mind if you get a conviction
Got some homies sitting in the feds, hope they get an eviction
Praying to his gun, he got his fire, he ain't got no religion
I heard Meek got 2 for a wheelie and I was in the kitchen serving
Had me thinking is it all worth it?
Thinking 'bout the chances that I took to buy you purses
Thinking 'bout them licks that we went on and just go splurge it
Switched it up and everything been working
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Writer: Alec Robert Costandinos, Dominique Jones, Khaled Khaled, Michel Jean Marie Jouveaux, Nicholas M. Warwar, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Tarik Azzous
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Big Boy Talk

We The Best Music
Special cloth alert
DJ Khaled

Still playing with them M's (M's), thinking like a felon (felon)
Hope Shakir Stewart see me balling down from heaven
All I know is that these rap niggas dry snitching and telling
That work don't even come like that, f*ck is you selling? (huh?)
I gave you niggas a whole lane, a whole lane (lane)
That's better than me fronting a nigga the whole thang (thang)
And where I'm from, they know I'm the truth, just being honest (yeah)
You niggas better pay all your taxes and plus some homage (ay)
I'm in a white chinchilla ('chilla), eighteen wheeler (let's go)
Five hundred in the back, nigga, ain't no body iller (Haha)
Do it for the streets and the slums from which I came (came)
Got the same wounds, same scars, they feel my pain (yeah)
Love this money making like Mitch, can't leave the game (can't)
The only thing that get us excited, money and 'caine (woo)
I don't know about the rest, just a legend in the flesh (let's go)
And when it comes to here, I'm the motherf*cking best
I could work four pots at a time, bitch, I'm a robot (yeah)
The only thing keep crossing my mind, I hope the door lock (damn)
F*ck niggas hatin', they fake, they can't relate (nah)
Twenty seasons straight, no stain, let's call it fate (haha)
Jackboys run in your shit, you give, they take (yeah)
If you leave with your grind and your life, you're good, you're great (ay)
Paint a picture so vivid, it should be in a museum ('seum)
Probably why my new house looking like a Colosseum (damn)
I'm borderline brilliant, other half ignorant
That mean I kill a pussy nigga, get away with it (brrt)
Last time I got an order, nigga, gotta slay with it, Snow

It's the biggest, haha (Maybach Music)
All black hoodie just like I'm Trayvon (uh)
I'ma rep my lil' homies until my days gone (run down)
I'ma bond out my whoadies just like I pray for 'em (pray for 'em)
I'ma take care of they lawyers until the case gone (M-M-M)
Half of these niggas singing like Trey Songz
Half of my kilos insured by State Farm
Niggas doing hits for free, don't even pay for 'em
Twisting up expensive weed, wait in LA for it (woo)
Do it for dollars, not for the decimals (uh)
You niggas headline the Fyre Festivals (hah)
Your go-to jeweler is unethical (hahaha)
The shit you smoking is smelling skeptical (huh)
Much richer then I last was (woo)
You could tell by the laugh, cuz (hahaha)
Double M the money machine (Maybach Music)
You rock with boss, no one in between, uh
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Writer: Khaled Khaled, Jay Jenkins, William Roberts, Andre Lyon, Marcello Valenzano, Rayshon Cobbs Jr., Pete Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Freak N You

Freakin' you
What must I say? What must I do?
To show how much, I think about freakin' you (another one)
What must I say? What must I do?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(We the Best music)
To show how much, I think about freakin' you
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
DJ Khaled

Every freakin' night and freakin' day (yeah)
I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin' way
Every freakin' night and every freakin' day
(Yeah, turn everything up in the headphones, mane)
I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin' way (yeah)
Every freakin' night and every freakin' day (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin' way (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Every freakin' night and every freakin' day (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna freak you, baby, in, baby, in, baby, in

I've been drinkin' and I don't drink
But I'm on point, or am I point blank?
I said I love you, then my phone blinked
She said, "I hate you," I told her don't hate
She got me thinkin' when I can't think
She got me singin', she said, "You not Drake"
She got a condo and got a crime rate
I let her kill me, I reincarnate
She got on leggings, them Gucci red rings
Told her I ain't even know that Gucci made these
She took 'em clean off and I went clean off
I got my freak on and then I cleaned off
Tunechi

Freakin' you
What must I say? What must I do? (mula, baby)
Every freakin' night and every freakin' day
I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin' way
Every freakin' night and every freakin' day
I wanna freak you, baby, in, baby, in, baby, in

Yeah, you wanna freak (yeah)
I wanna see, when are you free? (oh)
I've been OT (been OT)
And she my freak hoe, wet up the sheets (up the sheets)
I got a pink toe, she like to creep (like to creep)
Her pussy pink (pink), I bought her mink (mink)
We got a mink floor, and heated seats (heated seats)
Inside the Rolls rollin' down the street (down the street)
A Cuban rose gold with plenty V's (plenty V's)
We overseas (seas), I bought her C's (C's)
And every other day she wanna freak (wanna freak)
We on another wave, sex on the beach (on the beach)
She don't know what to say (say)

Freakin' you
What must I say? What must I do?
Every freakin' night and every freakin' day
I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin' way
Every freakin' night and every freakin' day
I wanna freak you, baby, in (I wanna freak you)

Every time I close my eyes
I wake up feeling so horny
I can't get you outta my mind
'Cause sexin' you be all I see
I would give anything
Just to make you understand me
I don't give a damn about nothin' else
Freakin' you is all I need

Tonight, I need your body (I need you, babe)
Tonight, you got my time (you get it, babe)
Tonight, you won't be sorry
(What must I say? What must I do?)
To show you how much I think about freakin' you, you, you, you, you
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Writer: Khaled Khaled, Dwayne Carter, Sergio Kitchens, Joseph Zarrillo, Omed Rozbayani, Donald DeGrate Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Top Off

Ah, all that shit real too, ahh
I ain't gon' stop
I see the
I'm ain't gon' stop
I'm ain't, haha
We The Best Music

I took the top off the Maybach, I took the top off
Another one
I took the top off the Maybach, I took the top off
I, I took the top off my Maybach, nigga
I took the top off my Maybach
DJ Khaled!

I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach, oh
I took the top off the Maybach, ah
I took the top off the Maybach, yeah
I took the top off the Maybach, yeah

I hear the po-po behind me, woo, ain't gon' stop (rrt, skrrt)
I see the po-po behind me, ain't gon' stop (skrrt, skrrt)
I see the po-po behind me, rrt, ain't gon' stop (rrt, skrrt)
I dropped the top off the Maybach, f*ck these cops (rrt, rrt)

V12, see ya, 12 (bye)
I do the whole dash with no seatbelt
Screamin', "Free my nigga, Meek Mill"
Niggas can't wheelie in this free world
Meanwhile Georgie Porgie sinnin' and sendin' me threats
Save your breath, you couldn't beat a flight of steps
Try that shit with a grown man
I'll kill that f*ckboy with my own hand
And hop back in the coupe (woo, woo)
Let's go back to the mud, I hop right out the suit
Save all that woopty woop
Let's let the money talk, let the Uzi shoot
No jewels in this Patek Philippe
It's complicated, three million apiece
Sheesh, that's how we do time
Dujac by the mag, that's how we do wine
$91,000 for a wine bill
Keep it real with you, that was Juan's bill
My whole team ball
Everybody's a star but the team ball
'61 with the thing off
Me and Blue havin' a sing off
That's a raspberry beret
The kind you find in a second-hand store
That's a vintage piece
Kind that make haters kiss their teeth, you can't buy this new
I had the 'Bach-bach-bach you know how I do
Two-tone with the powder blue (woo)
Realest shit to come out the stu'
Khaled is valid, every word is true
What these niggas gon' do without us, dude?

I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach, rrt
I, I took the top off my Maybach, nigga
I took the top off my Maybach

I chopped the top off, you notice
Ridin' 'round town with the FLOTUS
1.5 for the Landaulet
Bey, put these f*ckboys on notice (f*ckboys on notice)

I'm the only lady here, still the realest nigga in the room
I break the internet, top two and I ain't number two
My body, my ice, my cash, all real, I'm a triple threat
F*ck it up and then leave, come back, f*ck it up and leave again
Top off the coupe and it look like Freaknik
In the hood, hollerin', "Free Meek"
Two deep, it's just me and JAY
Just posted in them courtside seats
Woo! I'm like "hol' up"
Woo! I might roll up
If they're tryna party with the queen
They gon' have to sign a non-disclosure, ayy

I took the top off the Maybach, yeah
I took the top off the Maybach (ain't gon' stop)
I took the top off the Maybach (rah)
I took the top off the Maybach (woo, woo)
Ayy, I took the top off of my Maybach, bitch
I took the top off of my Maybach, bitch
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach
I took the top off the Maybach

Ooh-ooh, ooh, it's glittery, glittery
Ooh-ooh, it's pricey, pricey
Ooh-ooh, 1.5
Ooh-ooh, I'm hyphy, I'm hyphy

I hear the po-po behind me, woo, ain't gon' stop (rrt, skrrt)
I see the po-po behind me, rrt, ain't gon' stop (skrrt, skrrt)
I see the po-po behind me, rrt, ain't gon' stop (rrt, skrrt)
I dropped the top off the Maybach, rrt, f*ck these cops (rrt, rrt, rrt, rrt)

We The Best Music
I took the top off, I took the top off
I took the top off, I took the top off
Roc Nation
I took the top off, I took the top off
I took the top off, I took the top off, ooh-ooh
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Writer: Nayvadius Wilburn, Joe Zarillo, Khaled Khaled, Shawn Carter, Beyonce Knowles
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




No Brainer

We the Best Music!
Another one!
DJ Khaled!

You stick out of the crowd, baby, it's a no-brainer
It ain't that hard to choose
Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer
You got your mind unloose
Go hard and watch the sun rise
One night'll change your whole life
Off top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer
Put 'em up if you with me
Yeah, yeah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
In the middle, woah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high
Put 'em high
Yeah-eah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
Both arms, yeah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high

Quavo!
Mama told you don't talk to strangers (mama, mama, mama!)
But when you're ridin' in the drop, you can't explain it (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
What you been waitin' on this whole time? (Yeah)
I blow the brains outta your mind (ooh)
And I ain't talkin' 'bout physically (no)
I'm talkin' 'bout mentally (talkin' 'bout mentally)
She lookin', she look like she nasty (she lookin')
She lookin', she look like she classy (she lookin')
She lookin', just look at her dancin' (look at her)
She lookin', I took her to the mansion (yeah, yeah)

You stick out of the crowd, baby, it's a no-brainer
It ain't that hard to choose
Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer
You got your mind unloose
Go hard and watch the sun rise
One night'll change your whole life
Off top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer
Put 'em up if you with me
Yeah, yeah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
In the middle, woah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high
Put 'em high
Yeah-eah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
Both arms, yeah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high

Don't look rich, I ain't got no chain (huh)
Not on the list, I ain't got no name
But we in this bitch, bitch, I'm not no lame
And I keep it Ben Franklin, I'm not gon' change
Lot of these hoes is messy (messy)
I just want you and your bestie
I don't got the answer for whenever you text me
It's multiple choice and they all wanna test me
She ch-ch-ch-ch-choosin' the squad
She tryna choose between me, Justin, Qua' and Asahd
She told me that she love that I make music for God
I told her I would love to see that booty applaud

You stick out of the crowd, baby, it's a no-brainer
It ain't that hard to choose
Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer
You got your mind unloose
Go hard and watch the sun rise
One night'll change your whole life
Off top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer
Put 'em up if you with me
Yeah, yeah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
In the middle, woah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high
Put 'em high
Yeah-eah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
Both arms, yeah
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high

Walked down, had me sittin' up
Demanded my attention, had to give it up
Look like somebody designed you
Drop-dead gorgeous, you make me wanna live it up
Your presence is critical
Movin' my soul, yeah, you're spiritual
They hate it when you notice me
Like everybody else invisible (ooh)
Breakin' all the rules (oh-oh)
So above the law (so above the law)
I'll be your excuse (damn right)
Uh, and you go wrong, no

You stick out of the crowd, baby, it's a no-brainer (no-brainer)
It ain't that hard to choose
Him or me, be for real, baby, it's a no-brainer (no-brainer)
You got your mind unloose
Go hard and watch the sun rise (rise)
One night'll change your whole life
Off top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer (oh, no)
Put 'em up if you with me
Yeah, yeah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
In the middle, oh (yeah, in the middle)
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high (put 'em high)
(Put 'em high) yeah-eah-eah, yeah, yeah-eah-eah
Both arms, yeah (both sides in here)
Woah-woah-oah, oh, oh-oh, ooh
Put 'em high (put 'em high)

It's We the Best Music! (Way high)
It's Father Of Ahsad
Another one!
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Writer: Chancelor Bennett, David Park, Jason Boyd, Justin Bieber, Khaled Khaled, Melvin C. Riley, Nicholas Matthew Balding, Nolan Lambroza, Quavious Keyate Marshall
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, I WROTE THIS MYSELF, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Thank You

I gotta give thanks, you know?
I never really met nobody who was truly successful that wasn't thankful (Straight up, woah)
For the good and the bad (Go time)
It made me who I am
Straight up, look
DJ Khaled

When it get this dark, you gotta feel your way out
They tried to bury me alive, I Kill Bill-ed my way out
Letting go of grudges that I used to feel a way about
'Cause some emotions are too taxing to keep paying out
Life is what you make it, I know I'll make it for sure, then make it some more
I know critics hate it galore, it doesn't phase me no more
I know some peoples only taste of success is the bite that they take out of yours
My GG told me God laugh at you when you make plans
The type of wisdom that made us men
Plus tryna thank everybody who helped us along the way
Is like trying to name every single member of the Wu-Tang Clan
Yeah, I might skip one or two
But that doesn't mean they wasn't just as part of the plan
Some love goes without saying
Who would've thought that DJ that was on 6 to 10
Right there on 99 Jamz, screamin', "We the best"
Would've had all the execs eatin' right out of his hands?
Showed us all the keys to success from doors being slammed
Look, I gotta thank Khaled, who back in 2010
Convinced Ye, Sean should drop my last shit
It's a smash hit, add Chris to it and it's a classic
That's that rare shit, yeah loyalty everlasting, look
All I know, forever stuck to the code
Only one I changed was 48221 to 90210
Fast forward later, this nigga Khaled my neighbor
The type of stories that you can't make up
The universe doesn't just work it out, man, it works in our favor
What's Heaven on earth, getting everything that you prayed for?
Shit, believe it to achieve it or you never will
On the phone with Colin Kaepernick
He like, "They not gon' make it easy for us in this game and they never will"
I'm like, "That's not just the NFL, bro, that's every field"
Look, no restraints, bitch, only strength
That's my wavelength, surprised I ain't go insane
Heard more gunshots outside than the doorbell rang
And swam with sharks that's too big to fill up tanks
And I'm right here, right now, how could I not give thanks?
Feel my pain, I paint these pics, I spill this paint
I miss my dogs, I spill this drink
I pray that all your growing pains turn gold champagne
Plus I gotta thank my exes on some "thank u, next" shit
And all the old times that gave me new perspectives
Speaking of new, I'm about to ink a new deal, Don Life Records
And put anyone on in the city who needs connections
This that Fortune 500, my shit never plummet
I just bought a mansion and moved in the dungeon, don't none of y'all want it
So all y'all f*ckboys that want us to f*ck up
Just know I make fire in the place and not one of 'em fumble
My vision is tunnel, Sean Don

And I just gotta give thanks
'Cause it's that time
You know what I'm talking about, that grind time
You've been grinding your whole life
It's that time where that preparation meets that opportunity
And you gotta be ready
And give thanks
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Khaled Khaled, Sean Anderson, Tarik Azzouz, Rodney Jerkins, Kelly Price
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Holy Ground

We the Best music
DJ Khaled

Where thou standeth is holy ground, yeah (holy ground)
Where thou standeth is holy ground (holy ground)
I shot him down to the ground, never to be found
No wickedness, only righteousness abound
But I shot him down to the ground
With word, power and sound
I fear no evil crown, no, no
Have you ever heard it was written? (Written) Yeah, yeah
Just like the anointed, your judgement shall be tripled
Lord, God
Where thou standeth is holy ground, remember that (holy ground)
Where thou standeth is holy ground (holy ground)

A rebel is a warrior, just give him a cause
No more badass, no more wars
The state of play ain't pretty over
But a real soldier keep marchin' on
Let not another generation face this evil oppression
Wholesale incarceration, felonize the all black
The poor still living in a state of shock
The time you took I know I will not never get back, but

Where I standeth is holy ground, yeah (holy ground)
Where I standeth is holy ground (holy ground)

A rebel is a warrior, just give him a cause
No more badass, no wars
The state of play ain't pretty over
But a real soldier keep marchin' on
Let not another generation face this evil oppression
Wholesale incarceration, felonize the all black
The poor still living in a state of shock
The time you took I will never get back, but

Where I standeth is holy ground (holy ground)
Where I standeth is holy ground, tell ya (holy ground)
Where I standeth is holy ground (holy ground)
Where I standeth is holy ground (holy ground)
Remember that

Holy ground
Holy ground
Holy ground
Holy ground
Holy ground

Where I standeth is holy ground (holy ground)
Where I standeth is holy ground, remember (holy ground)
Where I standeth is holy ground (holy ground)
Where I standeth is holy ground (holy ground)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Charles Fox, Khaled Khaled, Mark Myrie, Norman Gimbel
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




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