By The Grace Of God (Explicit)
Clipse« By The Grace Of God (Explicit) » est une chanson de Clipse, 2025, Pop. La chanson dure 2:49, 62 lines / 420 words.
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0:02The Devil's tapping on shoulders
0:05He's tryna get to know ya
0:07The right time to fold ya
0:09I'm losing saints and my soldiers
0:11It's all Lodi Dodi till you looking at the body
0:15Smiles I'll never see again
0:16Never be a "we" again
0:18Cleaning out your closet
0:19The one you kept your demons in
0:21Hard for me to breathe again
0:24I'ma blame your head not your heart
0:25Till we meet again
0:27Easily I coulda been one of them
0:30Locked up and never get to see the sun again
0:33Burning buildings I kept running in
0:36The allure every time I flew a hunnid in
0:39Codefendant cave in and lawyers couldn't save him
0:41All for the love of 580's and a mixed ***** having ya baby
0:46I done dodged strays crazy
0:48Man I think about this **** daily
0:50When the crew breaks apart who takes the charge?
0:53You face the cards I lace the squad
0:56Went from mason jars to crepe tartare's
0:59Escape the odds by the Grace of God
1:02I've seen killers and kingpins sing behind the wall
1:08I watched many men die 'cause no one would make the call
1:14I've seen entire empires crumble and fall
1:19Yes I've seen it all
1:22They missed this wall
1:26By the Grace of God
1:27All the black cats I seen
1:29All the black MACs I squeezed
1:31All the black crows I dreamed
1:33Even the black cloud hovering
1:36Couldn't touch me in the bulletproof Cullinan
1:39Tears on my pillowcase
1:40Was I spitting in yo' face
1:43When you let me beat that case?
1:45Some niggas see the money can't make it
1:47Can't make it
1:48Some niggas get the money can't take it
1:50Can't take it
1:51Gotta realize that they was naked naked
1:54Was I cooking death when I was baking?
1:57Salt bae it sprinkle it and sauté it
2:00You don't trust me then we all weigh it
2:03And it ain't over till we all say it
2:06And you ain't shooting **** them guns is archaic
2:08In closing I see I'm chosen
2:11All my pressure points frozen
2:12You know how it goes
2:14When the crew breaks apart who takes the charge?
2:17You face the cards I lace the squad
2:20Went from mason jars to crepe tartare's
2:23Escape the odds by the Grace of God
2:26I've seen killers and kingpins sing behind the wall
2:32I watched many men die 'cause no one would make the call
2:38I've seen entire empires crumble and fall
2:43Yes I've seen it all
2:47They missed this wall
2:49Yeah
2:49By the Grace of God
The Devil's tapping on shoulders He's tryna get to know ya The right time to fold ya I'm losing saints and my soldiers It's all Lodi Dodi till you looking at the body Smiles I'll never see again Never be a "we" again Cleaning out your closet The one you kept your demons in Hard for me to breathe again I'ma blame your head not your heart Till we meet again Easily I coulda been one of them Locked up and never get to see the sun again Burning buildings I kept running in The allure every time I flew a hunnid in Codefendant cave in and lawyers couldn't save him All for the love of 580's and a mixed ***** having ya baby I done dodged strays crazy Man I think about this **** daily When the crew breaks apart who takes the charge? You face the cards I lace the squad Went from mason jars to crepe tartare's Escape the odds by the Grace of God I've seen killers and kingpins sing behind the wall I watched many men die 'cause no one would make the call I've seen entire empires crumble and fall Yes I've seen it all They missed this wall By the Grace of God All the black cats I seen All the black MACs I squeezed All the black crows I dreamed Even the black cloud hovering Couldn't touch me in the bulletproof Cullinan Tears on my pillowcase Was I spitting in yo' face When you let me beat that case? Some niggas see the money can't make it Can't make it Some niggas get the money can't take it Can't take it Gotta realize that they was naked naked Was I cooking death when I was baking? Salt bae it sprinkle it and sauté it You don't trust me then we all weigh it And it ain't over till we all say it And you ain't shooting **** them guns is archaic In closing I see I'm chosen All my pressure points frozen You know how it goes When the crew breaks apart who takes the charge? You face the cards I lace the squad Went from mason jars to crepe tartare's Escape the odds by the Grace of God I've seen killers and kingpins sing behind the wall I watched many men die 'cause no one would make the call I've seen entire empires crumble and fall Yes I've seen it all They missed this wall Yeah By the Grace of God
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