Lyrics 2 Corinthians 4:4 - Tyler Ellicott

Who Seeks And Is a Coward?
Well I Guess that is He
Talkin' Shit about Christ
What a Big Fat Fucking Pussy?
He's the God of this World
But for Him
No Heavenly Angels Sing
I started this Music Shit in the Spring
And Next Fall I'm going to be Chasing
My Dreams
So if you're Not a Christian and My Friend
Well then, You Better Pick a Team
Cuz, I don't Roll Around with Losers who Praise Worldly Things
Our Souls Needed a Sacrifice
So That's just the Thing
I Praise Jesus
Step into the Ring
I'll show you what that Big Name Means
KO Ding Ding Ding
Shoutout to Lorde
She's the fucking Queen who can Sing
So What to the Table do you Bring?
I'm Bipolar Attached are All Strings

An Eagle's an Old Man
Watching over my Plans
Shoutout to Dreez
He's the Freakin' Bees Knees
If you've Worked Where I've Worked
You would Fucking Freeze
Especially if it's Empty and Well Below
Zero Degrees
You would also stink
Because there's no handle to squeeze on the Febreeze
So you ain't ready
I can see
To Retire in your 60's
Well, what's the Fucking Problem?
Geez!
If you don't Think Smart and Hustle
You'll Never Get the Keys

Just Fucking Get out of My Way
If I'm Lifting Some Meat
Because I don't Pussyfoot Around
At the Shop or on the Streets
Think about Mr. Jones
If he sees me Coming
He probably Retreats
Chicks Always Gossip about What's
Underneath
Even They Don't Know What is Beef
Let me keep this Brief
Ya'll Ladies still Wouldn't be Able to Sleep
If you Knew more Hell was to Pay
If the Lord won't Forgive you After you're Deceased
And Back to What is Beef
Beef is when you Need Two Gats to go to Sleep
Beef is when your Mom's Not Safe up in the Streets
This goes out to Notorious B.I.G.
His soul has reserved an RIP
No need to be Discreet
He's a Mother Fucking G
Learning from the Best
Is How I'll Succeed