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Good Samartian by Mit MJ Rips Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2016

[Hook: Mit MJ Rips]
So I'm just a sinful American
Who is need of a good Samaritan
Now I desperately need you
But I am in your rear-view
Now I'm road side
As you will ride

[Verse 1: Mit MJ Rips]
I remember reading the Good Samaritan
But I did not think I would end up the cripple
But now with these ill rhymes that I always scribble
I thought I would be the good guy
Not the man sick about to die
I was on the side of the road
Exhausted from my big sinful load
On journey to Heaven but stopped
Like Lucifer from Heaven dropped
When I started sinning non-stop
Creating sinister hip hop
I kicked the canister to stir
Mostly unknown like an iceberg
When I ran away from the herd
So Jesus put in a good word
So I think that is when I am
Recruited by God like Uncle Sam
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Mit MJ Rips]
Now I began to hitchhike on the mic
Conjuring evil thoughts riding my bike
Until he brought me to the inn
And I divorced the true Harely Quinn
No more catwomen no more sin
God took me out of the sinful bondage
Melted my ice age its winful homage
No longer do I fret if the well's dry
Now I tried to look through God's eye no lie
The metaphysical becomes physical a visual
Seeing it like I am a casual its usual
I was a gradual process with tons of stress
I must finally confess these words are compress
So now it took almost seven eight years
To finally clean me behind the ears

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mit MJ Rips]
Looking at everything in the rearview
At everything I thought that I had knew
But God flipped the script
With these new rhymes I rip
Rose me up from the crypt
Little did I know no longer am I Poe
Representing Salesians and Don Bosco
New questions rattled throughout in my head
Am I worthy for what I had said
Now You could say this is my purification
From mummification to a new creation
And now God has life over death
Sinful life is what I have left
So I had my last ride
Now to Heaven I slide
[Hook]

[Verse 4: Mit MJ Rips]
So Jesus is picking me up
And for filling my grateful cup
Guide me when I take a detour
Whenever I am unsure
Remind me of the Virgin Mary
When the old roads are dark and eeire
Let me turn the darker station
When I am on temptation
Now I was dreaming on cloud nine
Thinking thoughts that are undivine
I'll never let go of the vine
Help me carry my cross
At whatever is lost
Now I lost more without the Christ
When I was lost inside my vice
So I cannot pay God the price

[Hook]