[Chorus]
F E
Ooh, ooh
Am
Keep my spirit alive
Gm7 C
Keep my spirit alive, alive
F
More than enough
Dm E
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
Am C
The spirit won't die, die
Dm E F
Oh, oh, my life, yeah
Dm Em F E
Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize
[Verse 1]
Yo
F E
Flushed the work just in time and they raided, thank God (Thank God)
Am Gm7 C
Screamin' through the GT roof like ****, we done made it, thank God (Thank God)
F Dm
Hundred-round drum didn't jam when my shooter tried to spray it, thank God (Thank God)
E Am C
Couple thousand grams, got two thousand grands when we waited, thank God (Thank God)
F Dm
I was facin' fifteen and I beat it (And I beat it)
E
Just spent about twenty up at Neimans (Up at Neimans)
Am
Did two hundred in a Demon (In a Demon, skrrt)
C Dm
I'm the illest **** and I mean it (And I mean it)
F
My homie droppin' bodies for no reason (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Dm
Now his kids see him on the weekends (Ah)
Em F
Got the baking soda for the remix (Remix)
E
Millionaires on, I can see it
[Chorus]
F
More than enough
Dm E
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
Am C
The spirit won't die, die
Dm E F
Oh, oh, my life, yeah
Dm Em F E
Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize
[Verse 2]
F
Yeah, don't hate me, 'cause my heart is full of love
E
No weapon formed against me 'cause I'm covered in the blood
Am
Layin' in the hospital when I got shot, fam
Gm7 C
Mama prayed for me, said she left it in God's hands, yeah
F
So I'ma leave it in God's hands
Dm
Everything I'm doin' now is God's plan
E
Doctor said I wouldn't walk no more, now I stand
Am C Dm
Then I ran, here I am, Machine
[Chorus]
F
Keep my spirit alive
Dm Em
More than enough
F E
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
[Verse 3]
F E
Well, between a mix of bad schools with the fast food
Am
Bad had tools and a bad mood
Gm7 C
If you don't turn to a lil' Gotti, they gon' drain all the strength in your lil' body
F Dm
They turned me into a lil' Gotti, uh, yeah
E Am
Not Wakanda but Wakanda is kinda like what we 'bout to make
C
And who gon' make it? Kan', duh
Dm
Who the squad? Donda Who the mom? Donda
F
Who can see? Don, duh, get Don C
Dm Em
Who needs practice? I don't do rehearsals
F A
And I don't do commercials, 'cause they too commercial
F
Give it all to God and let Jesus reimburse you
E
She said "You in the studio with who? I'ma hurt you"
Am
How I'm forty-two and you got a curfew?
Gm7 C
How nerves dictate how they gon' curve you?
F
Quiet all the cordialness
Dm
We walk in God's spiritual ordinance
E
We know the Blacks, the orphans refused to be runaways
Am
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
[Chorus]
F
More than enough
Dm E
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
Am G C
The spirit won't die, die
Dm Em F
Oh, oh, my life, yeah
Dm Em F E
Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize
[KayCyy:]
Ooh, ooh
Keep my spirit alive
Keep my spirit alive, alive
More than enough
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
The spirit won't die, die
Oh, oh, my life, yeah
Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize
[Westside Gunn:]
Yo
Flushed the work just in time and they raided, thank God (Thank God)
Screamin' through the GT roof like ... we done made it, thank God (Thank God)
Hundred-round drum didn't jam when my shooter tried to spray it, thank God (Thank God)
Couple thousand grams, got two thousand grands when we waited, thank God (Thank God)
I was facin' fifteen and I beat it (And I beat it)
Just spent about twenty up at Neimans (Up at Neimans)
Did two hundred in a Demon (In a Demon, skrrt)
I'm the illest ... and I mean it (And I mean it)
My homie droppin' bodies for no reason (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Now his kids see him on the weekends (Ah)
Got the baking soda for the remix (Remix)
Millionaires on, I can see it
[KayCyy:]
More than enough
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
The spirit won't die, die
Oh, oh, my life, yeah
Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize
[Conway The Machine:]
Yeah, don't hate me, 'cause my heart is full of love
No weapon formed against me 'cause I'm covered in the blood
Layin' in the hospital when I got shot, fam
Mama prayed for me, said she left it in God's hands, yeah
So I'ma leave it in God's hands
Everything I'm doin' now is God's plan
Doctor said I wouldn't walk no more, now I stand
Then I ran, here I am, Machine
[KayCyy:]
Keep my spirit alive
More than enough
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
[Kanye West:]
Well, between a mix of bad schools with the fast food
Bad had tools and a bad mood
If you don't turn to a lil' Gotti, they gon' drain all the strength in your lil' body
They turned me into a lil' Gotti, uh, yeah
Not Wakanda but Wakanda is kinda like what we 'bout to make
And who gon' make it? Kan', duh
Who the squad? Donda
Who the mom? Donda
Who can see? Don, duh, get Don C
Who needs practice? I don't do rehearsals
And I don't do commercials, 'cause they too commercial
Give it all to God and let Jesus reimburse you
She said "You in the studio with who? I'ma hurt you"
How I'm forty-two and you got a curfew?
How nerves dictate how they gon' curve you?
Quiet all the cordialness
We walk in God's spiritual ordinance
We know the Blacks, the orphans refused to be runaways
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
[KayCyy:]
More than enough
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
The spirit won't die, die
Oh, oh, my life, yeah
Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize
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