Knine - Use Me Up

VERSE 1

If God said that he wanted me to jam with some fans in Japan

Put my luggage in my hand

And I'll tell em bout the man that they don't know

Even if I had to do a show in a kimono I'm gone go

And if they want me in Australia mate, its no bother

I'd be there with the kawalas rappin about the Father

And if he put me in France today, in sweat pants and a mans barret

I'd parlez vous francais

Just give me travel plans and visas

Leanin in the tower of Pisa reppin Jesus Yep!!

And If they want me in London Square

you can bloody well believe I'm there, just tell them he don't care

You got to go where ever he take ya

And I'll even rap bout em in Jamacia

That's right, alot of folk might be getting confused

They never seen somebody trying to get used

VERSE 2

If God called me I'll be ready to go

I'll even aublo espanol down in Mexico

I'll hit the door and I dont need no warning

I'll even be in Ireland rhyming at the top of the morning

When I'm performing man it's never the same

I'd even float a boat down to Cuba if I had to man

I'd catch a plane to keep souls from burnin

you'd even see me MC overseas for the Germans

Learning to use what he give me

I'd even click click click click in Africa for the Pigmys

And if he give me the date and the time

I'd be in Budapest makin a rhyme, hopefully changin some minds

and when they find out the keys to life

is all wrapped up in Jesus Christ, and they see the light

I did it right but it dont boost me up

I won't be happy till he use me up

VERSE 3

Rap for the mob, I wouldn't get excited

Ain't nobody bigger than God, hey forget about it

I'd even do it for the seniors near me

I'd just rap a little louder so they can hear me

In country bars I'd be hittin em raw

In all black like I'm Tim MGraw

And when I'm gettin the call dont have to worry about the dog being scary

I'd flow in a cementary, rap in a library

And I'm carrying my book with me

going to heaven and I'm carrying some crooks with me like Jesus did

I write for thugs in cliques

like bloods and crips

G'd's and Vicelords

And I can recite more

I write more for the streets and the blocks

You might ask why but healthy people don't need the doc

I couldn't stop even if I choose I won't be happy till I'm finished being used