Ballin lyrics

Artist  : Prime Minister 
Song : Ballin



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  feat. Mr. Real
[Prime Minister]
I'm bout to step up to the plate and take my
swing [the brother go ahead]
Time to blow your mind, my time to shine that's
what Jerome said
Prophicise to me, it's time we tear down these
walls
As we committ to plant a seed and believe they
will fall
We be lawless is what I mean, better check up
back to chapter one
As it describes my type of vibe this time a new
works begun
No longer trapped, relaxed matter of a fact who
dare to shoot the gift
Fool you don flipped if you sit back thinkin your
tradition is a gift
Take a wiff, open wide better recognize you dont
want me to call up my boys
Houston, Alabama, New York, Cali, Illinois
ATL up in this, New Orleans in the house
We bout to walk up in your temple, we's gon
cleanse it out
Make ya shout like revalations, tell a brother
how you gon drink
You gonna try to cup it wit your hands or put
your mouth to the sink
Better think what should be tossin, the name of
the same we flossin
Savin these souls that God has called cause a
brother gon still ball

[Chorus 2X: Prime Minister]
Cause we all ball that mean we all call
Lay your hands to deliever up on all yall
So homie pay attention cause you know where we
from
We some born again believers and you can get you
some

[Mr. Real]
When I think about the things I used to, in the
world as a little brother comin up
I was livin that life as a thug, in the hood five
fingers throwin up
But now I'm throwin up Christ cause he saved me
set me free and put me in the game
All I had to do was trust in him fall on me knees
and call his name
And when I did He gave me bat to go play ball
To reach and teach His people in the world how to
live so they wont fall
Stand tall in this game of life, dont let nobody
come along and side track
 
The enemy comes to kill steal and destroy so you
gotta disern that and stay straped
Equipt yourself wit your word and let it be your
smith and wesson
Gotta be prepared to go to war on point any time
that devil's steppin, no weapon
The formin of his church is never gonna come to
pass
As along as we ball as a team and no weapon in
the land gon last
Better fast and pray to God that He take away
self pride back fightin and jealousy
On the same team let the Spirit ride, He died to
set us free and share His riches wit all
I dont know about you but until I die I'ma be
blessed cuz I was called to ball

[Chorus]

[Prime Minister]
I'm servin you six six spliffs to shoot the gift
now what you gon do
Blast better think about it fast cause I don
passed and now it's on you
True, like we said we all ball, that mean we all
call
Got this brotha layin hands on these gangsta man
and He's about to deliever em all
So the rhythem will fall so you can listen to em
all who know where we from
Wit Z O E big B A G and we leavin you some
Of the drums when they come I precive we the gift
Cause see Prime gots the meal and ticket you can
still get it
So we drink of this cup let it be remeberence of
His blood
Brake the bread for His body remember this grub
for His love
That He shed for us [right right] care for us
[right right]
Enabled me to see His Z O E and praise Him [right
right]
So how you gonna tell me how to be you aint my
maker
Just a man a pharasis He's using me and I dont
hate ya
Gon relax I'ma do my thing yall til the sky bust
wide and the angels fall
I'ma serve my gift I'ma claim my riches and a
brother gon still ball

[Chorus]