M.Y. Tha Vizion - Favor lyrics

Verse 1 Now homey listen up this truth I spit The sin your heart dig holes like pits (laugh) New life in him so I gotta penetrate, Hey! Lizard type love so must regenerate, uhh No need to debate eat the food on your plate I'm fresh out the casket suit and tie fitted In him I'm committed so I one-one-six it, uhh Said peace to the world as prince it Gatorade type flow sorry Tiger He's a mixed breed call him Liger Forget the G4 we riding on Eeyore To a place where his grace made detour, uhh Details in his will how stay pure It's cure to the cancer gone and take a taste His love never fails it can free you from your jail Change the smell from the hell to the love of his nails Chorus 2x Holy Spirit move ya boy, Ah! The Word is what I'm eaten on His Love is what I'm drinking on Pa** to the brother in the club In the street before they six feet (laugh) Verse 2 They say life is hard it's a big boss I say sin murder and it's has heavy cost You think you gain something but you really loss Big homey little homey you got to check him If life is a ball then you better bend them like Beckham Another technical foul yeah refer him It's war going on and its televise Stand up to the enemy no running Plies He'll flee and hide if you STAND UP Take of your kids yeah MAN UP This the voice of a d**h man speaking up This life we lead is so treasonous We scream father please start blessing us When he sent his son to start reppin' us He's alive and well he's not in a tomb With his dynamite love yeah ka-boom Chorus 2x Holy Spirit move ya boy, Ah! The Word is what I'm eaten on His Love is what I'm drinking on Pa** to the brother in the club In the street before they six feet (laugh) Verse 3 We drawn in His image yeah cartoons And His love never flushes bathrooms See homey, I love Him so much He touch my soul and your boy just Blushed Skip to my lye or is it double Dutch But, I really care if my Fathers not there Let move to the vine cause this branch will bear That fruit that will last for a life-time You're a son of the King so let your Sun shine I guess I'm k**ing you dudes yeah I write crimes He's saving you dudes lifeline See, I go back and forward with it My flesh in the face is where my fist likes to hit it The words on my tongue so I guess I got to spit it The life that I lead is sort of like a widget Pancake flow but it's fluff like a biscuit Chorus 2x Holy Spirit move ya boy, Ah! The Word is what I'm eaten on His Love is what I'm drinking on Pa** to the brother in the club In the street before they six feet (laugh)