- Votes:
- Composers:
- Jayceon Taylor
- Matthew Samuels
- Stanley Benton
- Stephen Kozmeniuk
- Zale Epstein
- Brett Ryan Kruger
- Lonnie Lynn Jr.
 
- See also:
The Game - Jesus Piece lyrics
Tell 'em pray for me
 It was God that brought Dre to me
 Even brought the nigga Kanye for me
 Bless - but them niggas shot Big
 Made a nigga feel ashamed of the the city where he live
 Make a nigga hate the logo on the Dodger cap
 Thinking back to that beamer, wish my nigga Pac was strapped
 But I'm dreaming Las Vegas Boulevard, Afeni's son's bullet scars
 Everybody king of Diamonds until the feds pull they cards
 Not the deck though
 Hip Hop was better off when it was just Dre, Scarface, and Esco
 Memoirs of the gold chain
 It's a cold game nigga, Johnny Coltrane
 Black Versaces with the gold frame
 Nigga said he sold 'caine that's a bold claim
 14 had a brain that could throw flames
 So strange, have to blow they mind, Cobain
 Mama forgive me cause I'm tryna make a living, hah
 Them niggas hatin' cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah
 Niggas shining like they hanging from the ceiling, hah
 Me and 'Ye killing (Something like my Jesus piece, hah)
 Lord willin', I see a billion
 'Til then, I let my nuts hang (Something like my Jesus piece)
 Throw them suicide doors up
 And let that Holy Ghost swang (Something like my Jesus piece)
 That's the crack music, nigga
 Never spit a verse cause I was making trap music, nigga
 I'm not an army, I'm a movement
 The flow is water, Andre tried to Ice Cube him
 Ice Cubin', roof translucent
 Chick on my side tryna get my Trues loose
 When I'm talkin' 'bout God, she 'posed to bow her head
 Now she all on the blog, steady postin' 'bout her head
 Got me thinking like a father, is the world safe?
 Got me clinging to my daughter like shark fins in water
 Rocks in my ears something Titanic
 This is my life and it's exactly how I planned it, damn itThe Game - Jesus Piece - http://motolyrics.com/the-game/jesus-piece-lyrics.html
 God says everything happens for a reason
 I seen four seasons at The Four Seasons
 Take that chinchilla off, poor kids is freezing
 Cookin' up in the same pot they ain't got to pee in
 Mama forgive me cause I'm tryna make a living, hah
 Them niggas hatin' cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah
 Niggas shining like they hanging from the ceiling, hah
 Me and 'Ye killing (Something like my Jesus piece, hah)
 Lord willin', I see a billion
 'Til then, I let my nuts hang (Something like my Jesus piece)
 Throw them suicide doors up
 And let that Holy Ghost swang (Something like my Jesus piece)
 Pieces on gold leashes
 Cruisers, around greases make them cohesive
 I'm the sun shining with God features
 Draw closer to a true blood bleeder, soul of a southern preacher
 Went from dinner with bottom feeders to world leaders
 We throw the peace up, knowing the world need us
 Eagerness to live life and see the bright lights
 To sacrifices we made it's sorta Christ-like
 At the after party thinking what the afterlife's like
 He paid for my sins, is it really priced right?
 Fuck it, I see the light, raw Stacy delight
 Can't deny my Jesus piece that's so Peter-like
 Chicks crow for dough, get low for mo'
 A combo she end up at the condo
 Another Jane Doe or a golden angel
 Pendant on an angle, watch the chain glow
 Mama forgive me cause I'm tryna make a living, hah
 Them niggas hatin' cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah
 Niggas shining like they hanging from the ceiling, hah
 Me and 'Ye killing (Something like my Jesus piece, hah)
 Lord willin', I see a billion
 'Til then, I let my nuts hang (Something like my Jesus piece)
 Throw them suicide doors up
 And let that Holy Ghost swang (Something like my Jesus piece)
















