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LYRICS:

Ain't never been much of the church type,

but I believe in the last days.

I walk through hell almost every night,

but I believe it's a pathway.

Say boy, what you doing with your life with those tattoos on your face?

Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price.

Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way.

Blaow!

To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit:

I hold you nearest.

My best friend.

Let the trumpets blow with your appearance.

I can almost hear it.

My best friend.

When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit, behold these lyrics.

I got a best friend.

Yeah, I got a best friend, yeah.

I don't know much about holy bibles,

but I grew up in the bible belt.

I put my love for a woman on idle,

because I got beat with my mama's belt.

But I learned from my mistakes.

Try hard to respect people for what they believing in.

But if you spit on my fucking grave and wish me hell, then I wish you well.

I'mma send you straight up to my best friend.

Blaow!

To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit:

I hold you nearest.

My best friend.

Let the trumpets blow with your appearance.

I can almost hear it.

My best friend.

When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit, behold these lyrics.

I got a best friend.

Yeah, I got a best friend.

God, please, could you arm me with the armor to calm me when there's drama like Gandhi?

Could have gone the other way many times.

Could have turned Dalai with the lama.

But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking decent recently, but don't jinx it.

It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace.

Though maybe not fin to enter the priesthood, but at least should make an attempt to

show some remorse and to be some sort of repenter

for the people I've been a menace to.

Not a preacher, but a shit starter and finisher.

Enter the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper.

This patience of mine is thinner

than twine is when I get attacked,

so I might say something back that might offend you.

So if you don't like when I rap or what I have to say on the mic then you

might want to act just like quarterbacks

and take a fucking hike when I snap, 'cause I'm a sinner.

(I got a best friend ...)

Plus balls and intestines.

And they've never been yes men.

They gon' tell me when I'm fucking up the minute I'm ever giving it less than.

I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming,

'cause failure's something I can barely stomach.

And I only listen to my gut, so unless you're my fucking belly button,

don't tell me nothing, you ain't my ... (best friend ...)

Who you think I'm talking 'bout?

Lifts me up when I'm down and out.

Still look to him without a doubt.

Still got a ... (best friend ...)

Shout it out like there's never been a louder mouth.

Should have never been allowed a mouth now that I got a higher power.

Now when I blackout, power outage.

They powerless, but they crowd around.

They tend to flock like shepherds.

The black sheep, but I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever heard when I'm counted out.

You be D-O-A, they'll announce.

But pronounce you dead when they sound it out.

So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now.

He's all around you ... (Blaow!)

Not even the doctors at the hospital are gonna shiggy-shock you back to life.

It's im-piggy-possible to revive you.

That's word to the diggy doc.

Stiggy-stopping is not an option.

Something I'm not going to do.

I'm the Iggy Pop of hip hop when I walk in the booth.

Dog, I'm the truth like Biggie rocking with 2Pac in the suit.

Talking to Proof, dropping a deuce.

Fill up a syllable clip with a refillable script, cock it and shoot.

And who you think's my glock that I use

that I pull from to get my strength up against these haters?

And he'll be waiting at the gate when you get sprayed up,

sending you hoes straight up to deal with my ... (best friend ...)

To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit:

I hold you nearest.

My best friend.

Let the trumpets blow with your appearance.

I can almost hear it.

My best friend.

When you wish me hell upon my soul and spirit, behold these lyrics.

I got a best friend.

Yeah, I got a best friend, yeah.