Prime Minister - Lift Em Up lyrics

[Chorus] I came to lift em up [8x] [Prime Minister] Well the Prime is Heaven sent The myth is eralavant And it be Prime droppin dimes On the spirits that Hell's sent Raised as a G, I was paid as a G Over whelmed in sin, and was saved as a G In 93 got on the scene so we souls for life Matter a fact we chose the life, thats why we souljahs right And we be steppin packin weapons and we livin for Christ In my mind, flesh and time, what is it gon be like to fight Where Ive been, keep me ready LORD Its time to do, everything that Prime would do To stay in line wit you They say it's a cruel world, saints I ain't scared Im holdin on to the promise, all the blood was shed Im sick and tired of these games, how they play me for money Only use me and abuse me, makin jokes like its funny These silly devils whats up, cause I can't stand this rain Of course I'm gon floss it up and I'm gon ease the pain [Chorus] Kid what up, we be floss it up Brothers like Prime Minister, floss it up Brothers thru the Mid West, we be floss it up And we's bout to drop flesh, we be tossin up Brothers in the South, we been flossin up Brothers in the East, we be flossin up Brothers in the North, we be flossin up And you can tell by these Z, we be tossin up [Prime Minister] On my mentle on my body lable me mentle it seems To drop evangalistic for commision to plant some seeds Holla glory as I do it, glory echos the hall Turn up the ba** a couple notches I'm vibratin the walls Wake up the dead bring em back, thats what I'm called to do Rivitalize, open eyes, thats what I'm called to do They say they hate me, they wanna take me, get that stuffl out my face Cause it was God who sent His son, who went and died in my place Cause I dont think I can take those kinda of flames they got And I dont think I can stand up to a flame so hot Im prayin LORD help me homies, from the snake in the gra** And set em free, dont want to see another G in his casket Ball player bustin caps look at how many tricks That it takes to come wit you, after one little figga If you were smart you would of listen to your family and friends Cause they told you your life was about to end [Chorus] [Prime Minister] I feel highly educated in this game of shame Layin hands to deliever not to flaunt my rings If you wanna get the word, spends some time wit you And at the altar when He heals, stand in line wit you See I remember what it took when Jesus blessed me wit mine So dedication lots of prayin and I stayed in line I thank God for His son and the spirit to be That I signed on the line, gettin mine from the tree So our we sold out, MAJOR, its weed to blame Why'd you turn your back in God and stop believin man Why'd did the government put a grasp on the way that you think They got you brothers on route to get our mothers on link They got our sisters givin birth to a fatherless child I dont know, can't grow, its crampin my style And all this while I'ma shed this tear Release this problem to the LORD keep rebukin my fear [Chorus]