Текст песни

Let the music come on, take my breath away.
What about a guy in God above?
But they live life fast and they scared of God.
There was a little nigga by the name of Creep,
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave shit.
No one eat the wrap, no one lick the hands.
We went about it, then it's in the father plan.
Made a CD and he hit the block, 50,000 souls, $7 a pop.
What about a guy in God above?
But they live life fast and they scared of God.

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