Jungle Hype - Bienvenue (Remix) lyrics

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Jungle Hype - Bienvenue (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] Welcome to LV, NV The city that's seldom windy Summer heat makes you think and wonder If Hell would even envy You're listening to El v. Envy Yahweh vs. The Enemy Gotta stay with the King of King who reigns (reigns), infinitely ‘Cause I be tripping going insane (‘sane) When He not with me Prince of the Air be flying by me bang (bang) He trying get me His only care is devising new lies to try to trick me New inventions intending on extending my slavery (new inventions intending on extending my slavery) Like Eli Whitney Big Homie told me, “J, focus on painting pictures.” Hey, I'm trying to avoid tripping on broken bottles of liquor Broken sisters posing as strippers Hoping for riches open for business Don't, get it twisted her quote-unquote uncle's pimping Sun glistens off these replicated monuments Taking patrons to any destination All of these windows sparkling The endo sparking and street symbols compliment the harlots And, the worship of these games Cue the Nintendo cartridges This gambling's the reason these parents arguing Addictions larger than attention given, to the kids at the apart-a-ment That's starving and, the car's not starting And that pawnshop's, bargain is a long shot Pardon kids... How you steal your son's Xbox from out of his closet? Huh? Relax, you was gon' get it back with that tax return Either that or that check from that deposit [Bridge] Woke up at 7:11 With a check for $711 Then you head to 7-eleven For the lucky 7/11 Hoping you flip it, ooh, you're addicted Who are you kidding you lost it [Verse 2] Welcome to LV, NV This city's forever windy Spirit filling this atmosphere and healing is elementary Too, to that kid that just healed two kids back at that elementary Periodically at that table follow me, elementary Carbon copies of Abba's only begotten Chopping proper doctrine up and eating it Read it and then we watch it Like TV up in the 90s on ABC on a Friday But this is in living color my brothers, no Keenan Ivory Our treasures hover above us while others is cleaning ivory But we still love ‘em No judgment because of the King inside We tell others the Kingdom's rising Redundantly sing the Gospel And pray that them others hear and get covered in hemoglobin Eventually regardless the tempter will meet the prophet That entered to leave the coffin Repenters will be applauding And every knee will be bowing And every tongue will repeat with no option that He is God Preaching to Stephen leaving him smiling with lovely stones Ezekiel breathing weekly into these lovely bones Providentially feeding poverty with this Trader Joe's This is our every day, people Sly and the Family Stone Simply a rhyme to welcome you To Las Vegas, the place where grace is Bienvenue