Best Friend

ain't never been much of the church type but I believe in the last days I walk through Hell almost every night but I believe it's a pathway Say boy what you doin' with your life With those tattoos on your face Say boy you know that you'll pay the price Well I guess I'll see when I head that way To the father son and holy spirit I hold you nearest My best friend best friend Let the trumpets blow with your appearance I can almost hear it My best friend best friend When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit behold these lyrics I got a best friend best friend Yeah I got a best friend best friend yeah Verso 2 I don't know much about Holy bibles but I grew up in the bible belt I put my love for a woman on idle because I got beat with my mama's belt but I learned from my mistakes Try hard to respect people for what they believing in but if you spit on my fucking grave and wish me Hell then I wish you well I'm send you straight up to my best friend To the father son and holy spirit I hold you nearest My best friend best friend Let the trumpets blow with your appearance I can almost hear it My best friend best friend When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit behold these lyrics I got a best friend best friend Yeah I got a best friend best friend yeah Verso 3 god please would you arm me with the armor They call me when there's drama like gandhi could have gone the other way many times could have turned dalai with the lama but I squash my beefs when things seem to be looking decent Recently but don't jinx it It's like clint eastwood looking for peace Though maybe no finny enter The priesthood but at least should Make an attempt to show some remorse and then be some sort of a repenter for the people I've been a menace to Not a preacher but a shit starting finisher In the mind of a thick skin but a short temper This patience of mine is thinner Than twine is when I get attacked So I might say something back that might offend you So if you don't like when I rap What I have to say on the mic then you Might wanna act just like quarterbacks and take a f***n hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner bust balls and intestines and ain't never been yes men They gon' tell me when I'm f***n up The minute I'm ever giving it less than I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming cause failure's something I can barely stomach and I only listen to my guts So unless you're my f***n belly button don't tell me nothin' You ain't my (best friend best friend) Who you think I'm talking 'bout Lifts me up when I'm down and out Still look to him without a doubt Still got a (best friend best friend) To the father son and holy spirit I hold you nearest My best friend best friend Let the trumpets blow with your appearance I can almost hear it My best friend best friend When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit behold these lyrics I got a best friend best friend Yeah I got a best friend best friend yeah