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Correct Ballin (feat. Mr. Real) Lyrics
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Correct Ballin (feat. Mr. Real)
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[Prime Minister] I'm bout to step up to the plate and take my swing [the Brother Go Ahead] Time to blow your mind, my time to shine that's what Jerome said Prophicise to me, it's time we tear down these walls As we committ to plant a seed and believe they will fall We be lawless is what I mean, better check up back to chapter one As it describes my type of vibe this time a new works begun No longer trapped, relaxed matter of a fact who dare to shoot the gift Fool you don flipped if you sit back thinkin your tradition is a gift Take a wiff, open wide better recognize you don't want me to call up my boys Houston, Alabama, New York, Cali, Illinois Atl up in this, New Orleans in the house We bout to walk up in your temple, we's gon cleanse it out Make ya shout like revalations, tell a brother how you gon drink You gonna try to cup it wit your hands or put your mouth to the sink Better think what should be tossin, the name of the same we flossin Savin these souls that God has called cause a brother gon still ball [Chorus 2X: Prime Minister] Cause we all ball that mean we all call Lay your hands to deliever up on all yall So homie pay attention cause you know where we from We some born again believers and you can get you some [Mr. Real] When I think about the things I used to, in the world as a little brother comin up I was livin that life as a thug, in the hood five fingers throwin up But now I'm throwin up Christ cause he saved me set me free and put me in the game All I had to do was trust in him fall on me knees and call his name And when I did He gave me bat to go play ball To reach and teach His people in the world how to live so they won't fall Stand tall in this game of life, don't let nobody come along and side track The enemy comes to kill steal and destroy so you gotta disern that and stay straped Equipt yourself wit your word and let it be your smith and wesson Gotta be prepared to go to war on point any time that devil's steppin, no weapon The formin of his church is never gonna come to pass As along as we ball as a team and no weapon in the land gon last Better fast and pray to God that He take away self pride back fightin and jealousy On the same team let the Spirit ride, He died to set us free and share His riches wit all I don't know about you but until I die I'ma be blessed cuz I was called to ball [Chorus] [Prime Minister] I'm servin you six six spliffs to shoot the gift now what you gon do Blast better think about it fast cause I don passed and now it's on you True, like we said we all ball, that mean we all call Got this brotha layin hands on these gangsta man and He's about to deliever em all So the rhythem will fall so you can listen to em all who know where we from Wit Z O E big B a G and we leavin you some Of the drums when they come I precive we the gift Cause see Prime gots the meal and ticket you can still get it So we drink of this cup let it be remeberence of His blood Brake the bread for His body remember this grub for His love That He shed for us [Right Right] care for us [Right Right] Enabled me to see His Z O E and praise Him [Right Right] So how you gonna tell me how to be you ain't my maker Just a man a pharasis He's using me and I don't hate ya Gon relax I'ma do my thing yall til the sky bust wide and the angels fall I'ma serve my gift I'ma claim my riches and a brother gon still ball [Chorus]
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