Back to Top

Praise Him Video (MV)




Performed By: Eli Rickard
Language: English
Length: 3:35
Written by: Eli Rickard, Jay Wilms




Eli Rickard - Praise Him Lyrics




I just want to thank god
For the life he's been giving me
The good and the bad
And all its pleasantries
Life so strange
But there is beauty like a symphony
Been through a lot
But I don't need no sympathy
Pray for my rivals
Cuz I know that they want the end for me
But really ain't no end for me
Well not yet at least
My team still ain't over seas
Puffing trees
Puffing lye
But
Thank you god
Thank you god

Roll the dice twice man, and get ready to ride
We born stars though buckle up for the ride
Speeding down the tunnel and I'm gon chase that light, that light
I'm gon catch up to that brightness even If it'll take me the night

Stay true to myself
Tool on my belt
Sweat band
Simple with the sweatpants
No check mark
That be the expensive part
Gotta keep my spending smart
I ain't hit the gas yet yeah I'm still park
Spark the grass
Hit it while I'm in my car
So I don't have to pass
Smoke smart
Tired of these headstarts
Off the top with Ed stark
Conscious fat Paul blart
Cop a new piece
Rolex iced like a poptart
Mysterious Nardwaur
Im a past par gold over iron
Alot of y'all behind on bars on
Alcatraz island
Locked in supplying
Truth in your eyelids
You like this?
Facebooks spying
You type this?
Senseless violence
Hyponotized by the scientists
The White coats are lying to us

The mindset of a millionaire that never gained a dollar
The girls that could twirl but didn't know how to holler
Hold up let me walk toward her, get her attention
She was nasty, dirty, needed to repent then
She hit up the club join with that thong in her hand
And boy did that turn all the men in the land
Forgiveness is a grace not something deserved
Like the real ones of rap opinionated hate the new school
And they get easily disturbed
Not let me find they key, which key of rap which door was opened
You must be down hill to get the f*cking ball rollin' or slopin'
ON the ranch with the two cows boot em' up ropin' em up
And we still forget forgiveness is taken, and that's, That's the gospel

That's the gospel
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




I just want to thank god
For the life he's been giving me
The good and the bad
And all its pleasantries
Life so strange
But there is beauty like a symphony
Been through a lot
But I don't need no sympathy
Pray for my rivals
Cuz I know that they want the end for me
But really ain't no end for me
Well not yet at least
My team still ain't over seas
Puffing trees
Puffing lye
But
Thank you god
Thank you god

Roll the dice twice man, and get ready to ride
We born stars though buckle up for the ride
Speeding down the tunnel and I'm gon chase that light, that light
I'm gon catch up to that brightness even If it'll take me the night

Stay true to myself
Tool on my belt
Sweat band
Simple with the sweatpants
No check mark
That be the expensive part
Gotta keep my spending smart
I ain't hit the gas yet yeah I'm still park
Spark the grass
Hit it while I'm in my car
So I don't have to pass
Smoke smart
Tired of these headstarts
Off the top with Ed stark
Conscious fat Paul blart
Cop a new piece
Rolex iced like a poptart
Mysterious Nardwaur
Im a past par gold over iron
Alot of y'all behind on bars on
Alcatraz island
Locked in supplying
Truth in your eyelids
You like this?
Facebooks spying
You type this?
Senseless violence
Hyponotized by the scientists
The White coats are lying to us

The mindset of a millionaire that never gained a dollar
The girls that could twirl but didn't know how to holler
Hold up let me walk toward her, get her attention
She was nasty, dirty, needed to repent then
She hit up the club join with that thong in her hand
And boy did that turn all the men in the land
Forgiveness is a grace not something deserved
Like the real ones of rap opinionated hate the new school
And they get easily disturbed
Not let me find they key, which key of rap which door was opened
You must be down hill to get the f*cking ball rollin' or slopin'
ON the ranch with the two cows boot em' up ropin' em up
And we still forget forgiveness is taken, and that's, That's the gospel

That's the gospel
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Eli Rickard, Jay Wilms
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Eli Rickard

Tags:
No tags yet