Antho Weezy - In My Book Lyrics

In my book we were born in exile
We went from his son to the stepchild
His son took us back in the church isle
Not only for the jews
But the gentile
God is above all these levels
He is so royal and prestige
There is no one that could besiege
Do you understand capeesh
You bozos don't think
You dummies can't think
God is the trinity
Man I look up to thee
You said you look up to Mary
But truly I look up to thee
Winners don't stop
Winners don't be lookin for the crop
Winners be enjoying that feast
Killin that beast
Going from the West out the East
God is our High Priest
Winners don't quit
They do not turn into hypocrites
Compromise then you gotta recommit
Making them bitter
Angry from the Spring until the Winter
It's not my fault that my God is always bigger
Why it seem like everyone wanna have a problem
Man they the Trump
I'm the duck that's Donald
While it may seem clownish like Ronald
I gotta say i'm lovin it
Mcdonalds
Gotta Gotta Gotta
Gotta give em what they ask for
Gotta preach to them
Cuz they ain't got no pastor
A lot of them are spirit fakers
Me i'm a world shaker
I'm on the winning team
So do not call me a Texan
In my book we were born in exile
We went from his son to the stepchild
His son took us back in the church isle
Not only for the jews but the gentile
Gentile
God is in our lifestyle
Givin us a profile
Givin us a life
Make it meaningful and worthwhile
Worthwhile
Worthwhile
Worthwhile
Winners don't
Winners don't stop
Winners don't be lookin for the crop
Winners be enjoying that feast
Killin that beast
Going from the West out the East
God is our High Priest
Winners don't quit
They do not turn into hypocrites
Compromise then you gotta recommit
Making them bitter
Angry from the Spring until the Winter
It's not my fault that my God is always bigger
Man its time to renovate it
De de da delegate everything that comes in my tunnel vision ain't no television
I mean that good provision ain't a mathematician
But paul told us not add any division
Why your spirit so ungrateful
Why are you so hateful
Why don't you see God's nature
You are his creature
Gospel legislature
You are worth more than Elon's wager
Laser
Taser
The opp comes tase her
Show the enemy that God's word is a razor
Works like a blazer
Sharp like a razor
Sin is death
But God is a raiser
So So So praise him
Raise him
Sing an old praise hymn
When you see
Effects of The Lord let us phase him
Then do we can face him
With our lives
Strive to amaze him
Ain't no word or a phrase that can change him
In my book we were born in exile
We went from his son to the stepchild
His son took us back in the church isle
Not only for the jews but the gentile
Gentile
God is in our lifestyle
Givin us a profile
Givin us a life
Make it meaningful and worthwhile