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KRIS KRISTOFFERSON
Good Christian Soldier Lyrics

Not so long ago in Oklahoma
The son of an Okie preacher knelt to pray
He said,? Lord I wanna be a Christian soldier just like you
And fight to build a new and better day?

Now, many years and miles from Oklahoma
That same young Okie boy still kneels to pray
But he don’t pray to be no Christian soldier anymore
He just prays to make it through another day

‘Cause it’s hard to be a Christian soldier when you tote a gun
And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
But we’re playin’ cards, writin’ home, havin’ lots of fun
Telling jokes and learning how to die

Now, the things I’ve come to know seem so confusin’
It’s gettin’ hard to tell what’s wrong from right
I can’t separate the winners from the losers anymore
And I’m thinking of just giving up the fight

‘Cause it’s hard to be a Christian soldier when you tote a gun
And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
But we’re playin’ cards, writin’ home, ain’t we hadn’t fun
Turning on and learning how to die

[Intro: Drake & Wizkid]
Go outside, big time forward, heh
Starboy dey here suh

[Verse 1: Wizkid]
Came into the game, no one replace me
Me love my Hennessy straight with no chaser
All of my guys know me all about me paper
Me got me girls all around me, me no chaser, yah
Starboy, call me number one
When me tune drop, the girls, they bounce along
Me no let nothing come between me and me paper
So when me come inna di place, me undertaker

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, come closer
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, come closer

[Verse 2: Wizkid]
Me, me number one inna me city
Me steady repping, representing for me city, yo
African-born, me rep my ting, yo
Me come clean like me come inna me video
Me, me come through like a soldier
She give me tease and she pleasing my roja
She got the keys to my Porsche and my Rover
We in Miami livin’ La Vida Loca, ayy

[Bridge: Wizkid]
Girl, you got that ting, I know
You got the body, I know
You make me sing, I know
You make me sing, high note, ay
Girl, you got that ting, I know
You got the body, I know
You make me sing, high note
You make me sing, high note, ay

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, come closer
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, come closer

[Verse 3: Drake]
Too mix up in drama to go outside
Too mix up in drama to free my mind
Jealous people around me, I need to change my life
I just turn colder every time I try
What would I do without you, my chargie?
I don’t feel that way with anybody
Tell me your secrets, I’m not messy
Steady it for me, girl, hold steady
I wanna put you in my life
Your hair smell like the tropics, your body look nice
One fuck cyaan hold me, we gotta go twice
I’m here for you, just tell me what you like
I wanna put you in my life

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, come closer
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, come closer

[Hook]
Ay, I used to sleep on the floor
I’m never gon’ do that no more
I gotta keep me a pole
Especially when I’m in the go
I know these niggas are slow
Niggas be lying in raps
I just be hiding the facts
Too many guys got whacked
I keep it real for real
You know I can’t fake it
I got the devil on me now
You know I’mma shake it
Rappers be tucking their chain
The guys will take it
I keep it real for real
I keep it real for real

[Verse]
Look, ay, I keep it real for real
Gotta quit popping them pills
Heard you was facing them years
Heard you was taking a deal
I got some homies down state
Wish they could get an appeal
All of they lips is sealed
We do this shit for real
Niggas be dissing the king
Boy I never heard of ya
I got a hell of a team
Yeah, I be with murderers
Some of us burglars
I was a server, ain’t talking bout burgers
I love when it rain
Just give me the pain
The feeling of pain I love it
I took a loss, my bitches got lost
And that’s when I gained the money
I go insane for money
I eat your brain for money
I used to post on the block
I guess I changed for money

[Hook]
Ay, I used to sleep on the floor
I’m never gon’ do that no more
I gotta keep me a pole
Especially when I’m in the go
I know these niggas are slow
Niggas be lying in raps
I just be hiding the facts
Too many guys got whacked
I keep it real for real
You know I can’t fake it
I got the devil on me now
You know I’mma shake it
Rappers be tucking their chain
The guys will take it
I keep it real for real
I keep it real for real

[Hook]
Ay, I used to sleep on the floor
I’m never gon’ do that no more
I gotta keep me a pole
Especially when I’m in the go
I know these niggas are slow
Niggas be lying in raps
I just be hiding the facts
Too many guys got whacked
I keep it real for real
You know I can’t fake it
I got the devil on me now
You know I’mma shake it
Rappers be tucking their chain
The guys will take it
I keep it real for real
I keep it real for real

[Verse]
Look, ay, I keep it real for real
Gotta quit popping them pills
Heard you was facing them years
Heard you was taking a deal
I got some homies down state
Wish they could get an appeal
All of they lips is sealed
We do this shit for real
Niggas be dissing the king
Boy I never heard of ya
I got a hell of a team
Yeah, I be with murderers
Some of us burglars
I was a server, ain’t talking bout burgers
I love when it rain
Just give me the pain
The feeling of pain I love it
I took a loss, my bitches got lost
And that’s when I gained the money
I go insane for money
I eat your brain for money
I used to post on the block
I guess I changed for money

[Hook]
Ay, I used to sleep on the floor
I’m never gon’ do that no more
I gotta keep me a pole
Especially when I’m in the go
I know these niggas are slow
Niggas be lying in raps
I just be hiding the facts
Too many guys got whacked
I keep it real for real
You know I can’t fake it
I got the devil on me now
You know I’mma shake it
Rappers be tucking their chain
The guys will take it
I keep it real for real
I keep it real for real

[Refrain]
They know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
They just strut
What the fuck?

[Verse 1: Katy Perry]
A tiger
Don’t lose no sleep
Don’t need opinions
From a shellfish or a sheep
Don’t you come for me
No, not today
You’re calculated
I got your number
‘Cause you’re a joker
And I’m a courtside killer queen
And you will kiss the ring
You best believe

[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
So keep calm, honey, I’ma stick around
For more than a minute, get used to it
Funny my name keeps comin’ outcho mouth
‘Cause I stay winning
Lay ’em up like

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Swish, swish, bish
Another one in the basket
Can’t touch this
Another one in the casket

[Verse 2: Katy Perry]
Your game is tired
You should retire
You’re ’bout cute as
An old coupon expired
And karma’s not a liar
She keeps receipts

[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
So keep calm, honey, I’ma stick around
For more than a minute, get used to it
Funny my name keeps comin’ outcho mouth
‘Cause I stay winning
Lay ’em up like

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Swish, swish, bish
Another one in the basket
Can’t touch this
Another one in the casket
Swish, swish, bish
Another one in the basket
Can’t touch this
Another one in the casket

[Refrain]
They know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
Katy Perry
They just know what is what
Young Money
But they don’t know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
They just strut
Hahaha, yo
What the fuck?

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Pink Ferragamo sliders on deck
Silly rap beefs just get me more checks
My life is a movie, I’m never off set
Me and my amigos (no, not Offset)
Swish swish, aww I got them upset
But my shooters’ll make ’em dance like dubstep
Swish, swish, aww, my haters is obsessed
‘Cause I make M’s, they get much less
Don’t be tryna double back
I already despise you
All that fake love you showin’
Couldn’t even disguise you
Ran? When? Nicki gettin’ tan
Mirror mirror who’s the fairest bitch in all the land?
Damn, man, this bitch is a Stan
Muah, muah, the generous queen will kiss a fan
Ass goodbye, I’ma be riding by
I’ma tell my —– Biggz, yeah that’s tha guy
A star’s a star, da ha da ha
They never thought the swish god would take it this far
Get my pimp cup, this is pimp shit, baby
I only rock with Queens, so I’m makin’ hits with Katy

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Swish, swish, bish
Another one in the basket
Can’t touch this
Another one in the casket

[Refrain]
They know what is what
Do they know?
But they don’t know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
They just strut
What the…