Información de la canción En esta página puedes leer la letra de la canción Keep My Spirit Alive pt 2 de - Kanye West. Fecha de lanzamiento: 13.11.2021
Idioma de la canción: Inglés
Keep My Spirit Alive pt 2 |
| Ooh, ooh |
| Keep my spirit alive |
| Keep my spirit alive, alive |
| More than enough |
| You can take it all, but the Lord on my side |
| The spirit won’t die, die |
| Oh, oh, my life, yeah |
| Is in His hands, so I don’t stress, I pray and strategize |
| Yo |
| Flushed the work just in time and they raided, thank God (Thank God) |
| Screamin' through the GT roof like ****, we done made it, thank God (Thank God) |
| Hundred-round drum didn’t jam when my shooter tried to spray it, |
| thank God (Thank God) |
| Couple thousand grams, got two thousand grands when we waited, thank God (Thank |
| God) |
| I was facin' fifteen and I beat it (And I beat it) |
| Just spent about twenty up at Neimans (Up at Neimans) |
| Did two hundred in a Dmon (In a Demon, skrrt) |
| I’m the illest **** and I man it (And I mean it) |
| My homie droppin' bodies for no reason (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) |
| Now his kids see him on the weekends (Ah) |
| Got the baking soda for the remix (Remix) |
| Millionaires on, I can see it |
| More than enough |
| You can take it all, but the Lord on my side |
| The spirit won’t die, die |
| Oh, oh, my life, yeah |
| Is in His hands, so I don’t stress, I pray and strategize |
| Yeah, don’t hate me, 'cause my heart is full of love |
| No weapon formed against me 'cause I’m covered in the blood |
| Layin' in the hospital when I got shot, fam |
| Mama prayed for me, said she left it in God’s hands, yeah |
| So I’ma leave it in God’s hands |
| Everything I’m doin' now is God’s plan |
| Doctor said I wouldn’t walk no more, now I stand |
| Then I ran, here I am, Machine |
| Keep my spirit alive |
| More than enough |
| You can take it all, but the Lord on my side |
| Well, between a mix of bad schools with the fast food |
| Bad had tools and a bad mood |
| If you don’t turn to a lil' Gotti, they gon' drain all the strength in your |
| lil' body |
| They turned me into a lil' Gotti, uh, yeah |
| Not Wakanda but Wakanda is kinda like what we 'bout to make |
| And who gon' make it? Kan', duh |
| Who the squad? Donda |
| Who the mom? Donda |
| Who can see? Don, duh, get Don C |
| Who needs practice? I don’t do rehearsals |
| And I don’t do commercials, 'cause they too commercial |
| Give it all to God and let Jesus reimburse you |
| She said «You in the studio with who? I’ma hurt you» |
| How I’m forty-two and you got a curfew? |
| How nerves dictate how they gon' curve you? |
| Quiet all the cordialness |
| We walk in God’s spiritual ordinance |
| We know the Blacks, the orphans refused to be runaways |
| Rebel, renegade, must stay paid |
| More than enough |
| You can take it all, but the Lord on my side |
| The spirit won’t die, die |
| Oh, oh, my life, yeah |
| Is in His hands, so I don’t stress, I pray and strategize |