JEEZU

## ***JEEZU*** by Jeymes Samuel

"**JEEZU**" is the third track on the soundtrack for the movie, *The Book of Clarence.*It was be released with rest of the soundtrack album and movie.

## Lyrics

[Chorus: Adekunle Gold]

Jeezu, protect my soul

Wash my sin and let me fly

Jeezu, protect my soul

Wash my sin and let me shine

Mama, I have made my lay, no

Papa, they will know you name, oh

Jeezu, protect my soul

Wash my sin and let me fly

[Verse 1: Adekunle Gold]

Easy my road, navigatin' the pain and the struggle

Tears overflow, in the ghetto ain't nothin' but trouble

Where shall I go? In the fire we burn or we hustle

Findin' my glow, but the light, you won't see what it cost you

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]

I murder many men, but I ain't proud of my sins

We don't even like each other, for real, you know the deal, play pretend

With all this money made, I thought it wouldn't be a tragedy

Now I realize my happiness all depend

I am at these ni\*\*as neck, I had enough time to rest and self-reflect

I did enough for my writing in a pen

My soul glow like Haiti, I'm a nightmare, baby, so crazy

They say I should be the one to dream big

Said a prayer for my relationship with my third kid

When he look at me like she can sense all the shit I did

Fresh off the bed, I ain't jumped off rappin'

Came home to the family with the fam like f\*\*k Instagram

Locked up in the box, you in jail, in the jail

Know that feeling people got your a\*\* behind the door, scram

From the project to a sale to a mansion to a cell again

Like, god\*\*\*n, could a young ni\*\*a live?

I'm fightin' police, sayin' he ain't got my mill

Cold a\*\* sale got a ni\*\*a turned pink

Been through the sink

Shi\*\*\*n' where you eat and where you lay your head at

But it's the only time you sleep

My daddy was a Rolling Stone, but he's still a legend

Wondering if a ni\*\*a like me can go to Heaven

I ain't snipe for life though, he ain't never gotta second guess, no hood baby

My daddy said if we can't beat him, get a weapon

Prison reform, no prison deform

Why he always gotta leave a dang stain everywhere he go?

Ni\*\*a got my name in the kiosk machine

Tryna get me kicked outta the dorm, so they can flirt with the CO

Z told AD to keep me out of trouble, they believed me in me, they knew my lil' bada\*s was gon' blow

I've been on this road thuggin', runnin' for a long time

I've been wantin' to cry, the Bible say it'll clean my soul

[Chorus: Adekunle Gold & Doja Cat]

Jeezu, protect my soul

Wash my sin and let me fly

Jeezu, protect my soul

Wash my sin and let me shine

Mama, I have made my lay, no

Papa, they will know you name, oh

Jeezu, protect my soul

Wash my sin and let me fly (Yo)

[Verse 3: Doja Cat]

Yup, y'all ain't know me back then

I was tapped in corners, I was backed in

They gon' judge me only based upon the fashion

Mama taught me only judge 'em from they actions

Free of guilt, because you never caught me lackin'

I know they watchin' me

When you got integrity, there's no room for apologies

Now they actin' kind to me 'cause I ain't in economy

Cats dogmatic 'til they see I got the dog in me

Oh, you mad now? Oh, you hurtin', shawty need a signature

Pass the Kirkland, I see she thirstin', see me and they nerd out

I been doin God's work, haters got the word out

Y'all got an agenda, but we'll see how that gon' turn out

Many false prophets leavin' brothers with a firm doubt

Father, please forgive me, for today, they finna learn now

Put me in the dirt, and you gon' see, I make it worthwhile

Mandela Effect 'em now, they'll remember

Back strokin' through my fan letters, I made the web fed up

Turned a Charlotte to some pancetta

You up in arms 'cause I eat better, now be jealous

I'll bring ya true colors front and center

Get you feelin' fight or flight, and wonderin' why you don't need feathers

I'm a legend

Trust the process, you won't regret it

Make 'em crack, no arm and hammer, it's sorta like armageddon

Ain't got no Fendi, so you offended

Baba Yaga, I'ma kill all you bi\*\*\*\*s with one these pencils

More aggression, so unaffected, you need affection

I'ma show you all the truth 'cause you gettin' too used to bendin'

Over, Roger that 'cause I'm a soldier

Doja, all them cats, I'm your owner

Own 'em, all them bags, already stole 'em

Call Winona, if you talk to me nice, I might let you hold 'em

[Chorus: Adekunle Gold]

Jeezu, protect my soul

Wash my sin and let me fly

Jeezu, protect my soul

Wash my sin and let me shine

Mama, I have made my lay, no

Papa, they will know you name, oh

Jeezu, protect my soul

Wash my sin and let me fly