Black Jesus The Game (Ft. Dre)

[Chorus: Dre]
Uh, I got black cars, black broad, black Yeezys
Black in a backpack, breathe easy
Black presidential Rolls, black pieces
You know why? Cause I'm the young Black Jesus
Yeah, young Black Jesus
You know why? Cause I'm the young Black Jesus
Haha, yeah, the young Black Jesus
Yeah, the young Black Jesus

[Verse 1: The Game]
Let's get 'em, Dre, uh, uh
Yessir, the young Black Jesus
Walking on water in them young black Yeezys
Five albums, five masterpieces
Can't leave rap alone, the game needs it
Can't leave gats alone, I got a family
Nigga that sold grams nominated for a Grammy
I gotta thank myself, I'm Jesus
Me and my apostles play the corner like Revis
Now I'm on Noah's Ark floating through Saint Regis
You know how Jesus do
Pull up on you in that May-beau coupe, hop out, tape pursuit
Lamborghini, merci beaucoup, mwah!
Couldn't do it without Jesus
Got a passport, fuck I need with a visa?
Got a black card, fuck I need with a Visa?
I don’t fuck with 'Bron but got on them South Beaches