Masterpiece Davis Absolute (Ft. Joey Vantes)
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[Intro: Davis Absolute]
And nothing's new but the shoes
What it do, what it do
And nothing's new but the shoes
What it do, what it do
[Hook: Timbaland & (Davis Absolute)]
Cash rules everything around me (cake, cake)
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all
[Verse 1: Davis Absolute]
Knowledge of the Kingdom for a minute, but I'm so gone
The world wrapped around my throat saying hold on
And I can't breathe, this pain won't leave
Trying get it together on my own the slow [?]
Thoughts so calm
Mastermind of consciousness
Master with a plan or disaster is the consequence
The Benz polished short sight and not confidence
With the faith of a mustard tree, we move continents
Made marvellous, results of a God who thought of us
The same God became a martyr to harbour us
Cold hands in this blood stained promise
The only Man who kept a hundred percent when He promised us
Peace
And a release from the harmfulness
Imagine that heaven only charmed and had come to us
Maybe it's the only thing that belongs to us
Maybe we haven't belonged long enough
Maybe we let sin become a part of us
Maybe we need life water just to wash us up
Not a doubt in my mind that water isn't strong enough
I tried
This evil in my soul is too hard to scrub
And nothing's new but the shoes
What it do, what it do
And nothing's new but the shoes
What it do, what it do
[Hook: Timbaland & (Davis Absolute)]
Cash rules everything around me (cake, cake)
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all
[Verse 1: Davis Absolute]
Knowledge of the Kingdom for a minute, but I'm so gone
The world wrapped around my throat saying hold on
And I can't breathe, this pain won't leave
Trying get it together on my own the slow [?]
Thoughts so calm
Mastermind of consciousness
Master with a plan or disaster is the consequence
The Benz polished short sight and not confidence
With the faith of a mustard tree, we move continents
Made marvellous, results of a God who thought of us
The same God became a martyr to harbour us
Cold hands in this blood stained promise
The only Man who kept a hundred percent when He promised us
Peace
And a release from the harmfulness
Imagine that heaven only charmed and had come to us
Maybe it's the only thing that belongs to us
Maybe we haven't belonged long enough
Maybe we let sin become a part of us
Maybe we need life water just to wash us up
Not a doubt in my mind that water isn't strong enough
I tried
This evil in my soul is too hard to scrub
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