in da altar
I came
I saw
I praise The Lord
Don't break the law
That's what I'm on
I'm in the wick wit all my dawgs
I'm in the fit at altar calls
I came
I saw
I praise The Lord
Don't break the law
That's what I'm on
I'm in the wick wit all my dawgs
I'm in the fit at altar calls
Tell Satan we smoking his pack today
So high we don't smoke a pack away
And we telling his homies he has to pay
(Hey)
When I feel good I just have to praise
Praise Him despite all the barricades
We raising out of that casket, yay
Used to be called fish cuz the way I drip, sir
Used to be cold-hearted now I'm colder than a blizzard
Try to rush in every time, I thought I was a blitzer
Press em down, shake em up, put 'em in a mixer
I don't want your lectures 'less you on the cross
I'm an architecture which my folks is standing on
Always taking lessons even in a loss
Cuz the only thing I'm losing is the grip on that's on my flesh and that's on Yah
I came
I saw
I praise The Lord
Don't break the law
That's what I'm on
I'm in the wick wit all my dawgs
I'm in the fit at altar calls
I came
I saw
I praise The Lord
Don't break the law
That's what I'm on
I'm in the wick wit all my dawgs
I'm in the fit at altar calls
I saw
I praise The Lord
Don't break the law
That's what I'm on
I'm in the wick wit all my dawgs
I'm in the fit at altar calls
I came
I saw
I praise The Lord
Don't break the law
That's what I'm on
I'm in the wick wit all my dawgs
I'm in the fit at altar calls
Tell Satan we smoking his pack today
So high we don't smoke a pack away
And we telling his homies he has to pay
(Hey)
When I feel good I just have to praise
Praise Him despite all the barricades
We raising out of that casket, yay
Used to be called fish cuz the way I drip, sir
Used to be cold-hearted now I'm colder than a blizzard
Try to rush in every time, I thought I was a blitzer
Press em down, shake em up, put 'em in a mixer
I don't want your lectures 'less you on the cross
I'm an architecture which my folks is standing on
Always taking lessons even in a loss
Cuz the only thing I'm losing is the grip on that's on my flesh and that's on Yah
I came
I saw
I praise The Lord
Don't break the law
That's what I'm on
I'm in the wick wit all my dawgs
I'm in the fit at altar calls
I came
I saw
I praise The Lord
Don't break the law
That's what I'm on
I'm in the wick wit all my dawgs
I'm in the fit at altar calls
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Writer(s): Jeffery Smith
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