
Strong in Christ Bryann T (Ft. Monica Hill Trejo)
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Bryann T & Monica Hill Trejo:
(Drauma will drain your soul)
(Drugs will drain your weight)
(KMF gon' help you grow, boy, it's time to gain some weight!)
(Whatever happens to me, is gonna happen to me)
(But, I'm not worried cuz I'm strong in Christ, yeah!)
Bryann T:
Aye
I relate to the hurt thug, relate to the worst ones
Don't look like the church does, Dickies and Air Ones
Hoodie and fitted, man, when I step on the front porch
Open up the bible, boy, you know what I come fo'!
You know where I come from, pistol and Long John
Before I met pastor Juan, I was mackin' likе Don Juan
Belligerent immigrant, man, so sick and illitеrate
Aye, drink me a little bit, man, I act like a idiot (ha)
It's time to go, time to go when the cops call
Look, I'm in the traffic looking out for the cop car
Aye, this is when God calls, put you in handcuffs
Like "I got to see you steal?" You've been throwing in tantrums!
Drauma will drain your soul
Drugs will drain your weight
KMF gon' help you grow, boy, it's time to gain some weight!
Discipleship music, man, clean your plate like you ain't ate!
This Kingdom influence, man, you created to be great
YUH!
(Drauma will drain your soul)
(Drugs will drain your weight)
(KMF gon' help you grow, boy, it's time to gain some weight!)
(Whatever happens to me, is gonna happen to me)
(But, I'm not worried cuz I'm strong in Christ, yeah!)
Bryann T:
Aye
I relate to the hurt thug, relate to the worst ones
Don't look like the church does, Dickies and Air Ones
Hoodie and fitted, man, when I step on the front porch
Open up the bible, boy, you know what I come fo'!
You know where I come from, pistol and Long John
Before I met pastor Juan, I was mackin' likе Don Juan
Belligerent immigrant, man, so sick and illitеrate
Aye, drink me a little bit, man, I act like a idiot (ha)
It's time to go, time to go when the cops call
Look, I'm in the traffic looking out for the cop car
Aye, this is when God calls, put you in handcuffs
Like "I got to see you steal?" You've been throwing in tantrums!
Drauma will drain your soul
Drugs will drain your weight
KMF gon' help you grow, boy, it's time to gain some weight!
Discipleship music, man, clean your plate like you ain't ate!
This Kingdom influence, man, you created to be great
YUH!
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