Mit MJ Rips - Good Samartian lyrics

[Hook: Mit MJ Rips] So I'm just a sinful American Who is need of a good Samaritan Now I desperately need you But I am in your rear-view Now I'm road side As you will ride [Verse 1: Mit MJ Rips] I remember reading the Good Samaritan But I did not think I would end up the cripple But now with these ill rhymes that I always scribble I thought I would be the good guy Not the man sick about to die I was on the side of the road Exhausted from my big sinful load On journey to Heaven but stopped Like Lucifer from Heaven dropped When I started sinning non-stop Creating sinister hip hop I kicked the canister to stir Mostly unknown like an iceberg When I ran away from the herd So Jesus put in a good word So I think that is when I am Recruited by God like Uncle Sam [Hook] [Verse 2: Mit MJ Rips] Now I began to hitchhike on the mic Conjuring evil thoughts riding my bike Until he brought me to the inn And I divorced the true Harely Quinn No more catwomen no more sin God took me out of the sinful bondage Melted my ice age its winful homage No longer do I fret if the well's dry Now I tried to look through God's eye no lie The metaphysical becomes physical a visual Seeing it like I am a casual its usual I was a gradual process with tons of stress I must finally confess these words are compress So now it took almost seven eight years To finally clean me behind the ears [Hook] [Verse 3: Mit MJ Rips] Looking at everything in the rearview At everything I thought that I had knew But God flipped the script With these new rhymes I rip Rose me up from the crypt Little did I know no longer am I Poe Representing Salesians and Don Bosco New questions rattled throughout in my head Am I worthy for what I had said Now You could say this is my purification From mummification to a new creation And now God has life over d**h Sinful life is what I have left So I had my last ride Now to Heaven I slide [Hook] [Verse 4: Mit MJ Rips] So Jesus is picking me up And for filling my grateful cup Guide me when I take a detour Whenever I am unsure Remind me of the Virgin Mary When the old roads are dark and eeire Let me turn the darker station When I am on temptation Now I was dreaming on cloud nine Thinking thoughts that are undivine I'll never let go of the vine Help me carry my cross At whatever is lost Now I lost more without the Christ When I was lost inside my vice So I cannot pay God the price [Hook]