With Me

Ladies and gentlemen
 Welcome to tonight's show
 Next up, we have one of the greatest
 You know who he is
 Hello
 Whoops! I must be losin' it
 They don't make medicine for as
 Sick as my music is
 Got no time for foolishness
 Who do you think you're foolin' with
 I been doin' this ever since I really knew what music was
 My music's a
 Well, how should I describe it?
 I take a rhyme then I make it shine
 In your face like a diamond
 I'm in a position in which I shed light 'til it blind ya
 Comes a time when your life
 This show your dream look
 Look what the time is
 Why is every time somebody's bein' themselves
 Something comes along
 Like TV says to be someone else
 Just being myself
 Oh Nathan, look what you've done
 Got no weapons or guns
 Shoot, I'm probably white as they come
 Got you on the run
 Yes, I guess I'm out of my mind
 Only time I've ever murdered
 Is when I'm writin' these rhymes
 God's what I'm on
 I ain't smokin' dope to get famous
 One of the greatest
 Like 50 Cent, you can love it or hate it
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 I got the Lord with me
 This ain't a game to me
 Put your hands up if you feel the same as me
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 I got the Lord with me
 This ain't a game to me
 Put your hands up if you feel the same as me
 911, what's your emergency?
 Some white boy with a microphone just lyrically murdered me
 We've had that call six times this weeks
 And we still can't find him yet
 So you're gonna have to find a hole
 And probably just climb in it
 His rhymin' is so ballistic
 It's hard for us to track him
 And we're so far behind
 I don't think we're gonna catch him
 He's got that Jesus in his music
 Which to us is crazy
 'Cause he ain't gonna make no money
 Talkin' about that Jesus baby
 Maybe
 I'm back like you ain't never seen me
 Grabbin' a mic make this look so easy
 Chessy rappers are runnin' around
 Talkin' about they're wearin' a crown
 I'm wearin' them down
 Don't believe me? Fine
 That white boy that should be signed
 Above your mind
 With every single lyric
 Every single rhyme
 Some people look at you
 And think you're just a joke or nothin'
 Some people see me probably think
 That boy is smokin' somethin'
 I ain't smokin'
 I'm just out of control
 Here we go
 Q-quit pretending you don't already know
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 I got the Lord with me
 This ain't a game to me
 Put your hands up if you feel the same as me
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 I got the Lord with me
 This ain't a game to me
 Put your hands up if you feel the same as me
 When I come through
 I'ma get you movin' back
 Better than ever baby
 You know how I do it
 Christ in the music
 Yeah, that's me
 Quit waitin' for me to change
 That's how it's gonna be
 Ain't about the money
 I would rather have my family close
 Sounds sweet little somethin' like candy
 Yeah
 And that's the way I roll
 Like Lecrae said, "You either go hard or go home"
 I ain't playin' with ya
 Spit it like a preacher
 Welcome to the show boy
 I'ma special feature
 Moment of slow stuff
 Comin' out your speakers
 I make you go crazy
 Go crazy
 Let me see you move
 Yeah, yeah
 Let me see you move
 Yeah, yeah
 Let me see you move
 Yeah, yeah
 Let me see you move
 Let me see you move
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 I got the Lord with me
 This ain't a game to me
 Put your hands up if you feel the same as me
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 Yeah, yeah
 I got the Lord with me
 I got the Lord with me
 This ain't a game to me
 Put your hands up if you feel the same as me