paroles de chanson Bienvenue - Jgivens

Welcome to LV, NV
The city that′s seldom windy
Summer heat makes you think and wonder
If Hell would even envy

You're listening to El v. Envy
Yahweh vs. The Enemy
Got to stay with the King of King who reigns (reigns) infinitely

′Cause I be tripping; going insane ('sane)
When He not with me
Prince of the Air be flying by me; bang (bang)
He's trying to get me

His only care is devising new lies to try to trick me
New inventions intending on extending my slavery
Like Eli Whitney

Big Homie told me, "J, focus on painting pictures."
Hey, I′m trying to avoid tripping on broken bottles of liquor
Broken sisters posing as strippers
Hoping for riches open for business
Don′t get it twisted: her quote-unquote uncle's pimping

Sun glistens off these replicated monuments
Taking patrons to any destination
All of these windows sparkling
The endo sparking and street symbols compliment the harlots and
The worship of these games
Cue Nintendo cartridges

This gambling′s the reason these parents (are) arguing
Addictions larger than attention given to the kids at the apartment
That's starving and
The car′s not starting and
That pawnshop's bargain is a long shot
Pardon kids...
How you steal your son′s Xbox from out of his closet? Huh?

Relax
You was gon' get it back with that tax return
Either that or that check from that deposit

Woke up a 7: 11
With a check for $711
Then you head to 7-eleven
For that lucky 7/11

Hoping you flip it
Ooh, you're addicted
Who′re you kidding?
You lost it

Welcome to LV, NV
This city′s forever windy
Spirit filling this atmosphere
And healing is elementary

Too, to that kid that just healed two kids back at that elementary
Periodically at that table
Follow me: "element"-ary

Carbon copies of Abba's only begotten
Chopping proper doctrine up and eating it
Read it and then we watch it

Like TV up in the 90s on ABC on a Friday
But this is in living color, my brothers
No Keenan Ivory

Our treasures hover above us while "others" is (are) cleaning ivory
But we still love ′em
No judgment because of the King inside
We tell "others" the Kingdom's rising
Redundantly sing the Gospel
And pray that them "others" hear and get covered in hemoglobin

Eventually, regardless
The tempter will meet the Prophet that entered to leave the coffin
Repenters will be applauding
And every knee will be bowing
And every tongue will repeat with no option that He is God
Preaching to Stephen, leaving him smiling with lovely stones
Ezekiel breathing weekly into these lovely bones
Providentially feeding poverty with this Trader Joe′s
This is our every day, people: Sly and the Family Stone

Simply a rhyme to welcome you...
To Las Vegas, the place where grace is
Bienvenue