Lyrics Jazz In My Soul - Painter Tony

I got the jazz in my soul yea
If we ain't cool don't come no round
I got a crew dat I call my rounds yea
Hair look sheep on top my crown
I'm in a dashiki white white gown
Or in a dashiki red black gown
Praising the King of kings with my sound
Exalted my horn my surround sound
Fresh out the wilderness real life growl
Only the Lord brought me out
Not a lil boy chasing after clout
Houston born Lafayette south
Born again believer since I was a child
Baptized at eighteen came out like wow

One cry out might turn the lights out
One cry out might turn off y'all phones
One cry out might burn up y'all zones
One cry out might burn up y'all songs
Devil tryna keep me away from Psalm yea
Vengeance is the Lord's Shalom yea
Chick said go do life without me
Baby girl I can do better on my own
Jumped off the porch dropped two hunnid songs
No features just me alone
Recorded most of them in a car not a home
You can take the cat I still go long
You can take the child
Ima still praise the LORD
Momma left earth I still praise the Lord
Fake friends left I still praise the Lord
Slept in a car I still praise the Lord
World reject me I still praise the Lord
I can die tomorrow wake up
Praise the Lord
Nighas wanna kill me still praise the Lord
Hoes wanna feel me still praise the Lord
Demons wanna attack me I still praise the Lord
I ain't tapping out I'm still praising the Lord

If we ain't cool don't come no round
Don't come no round don't come no round
I got a crew dat I call my rounds My rounds my rounds yea
Hair look sheep on top my crown yea
I'm in a dashiki white white gown
Or in a dashiki red black gown
Praising the King of kings with my sound
Exalted my horn my surround sound
Fresh out the wilderness real life growl
Only the Lord brought me out
Not a lil boy chasing after clout
Houston born Lafayette south
Born again believer since I was a child
Baptized at eighteen came out like wow

Who top five I know I'm number one
Crew top five I'll get em all done
Get on the beat and eat it up like crumb
With no drippa I'll pull up like a bum
Drop fire on em ain't coming from the sun
Where this boy came from I came from the Son
Take my rib God'll make another rib mwah yum I really like ribs
Take my crib I'll get me a crib
Ark up a crib
Take my life I'll raise up like a crypt crip
Fool around and scare a crypt
Make a loud mouth go zip
Change his life he sell no zips
Fool around call a plague
Boys wanted to play
Now I wanna play
We can do this for days
I can blow y'all all away
I can give y'all something to cry about
Give y'all something to pout about
Give y'all something to wine about
Give y'all something to
Give y'all something to cry about
Give y'all something to pout about
Give y'all something to wine about
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