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The beginnings of great things
Cannot be seen
By your naked eye

Can you see me know crack the skies like lightnin'
Mama's little sonic boom
Is simply
by
But still you lay right there before me
Hide beneath your color spread
Still yet to prove your story
Guitars scream out
And everyone shouts
sayings called like 52s and "fair ones"
Ya’ll just got it all you ain’t have to kill, huh
9’s Calibers, for bullshit you air huh
And your music make us
to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for first mate, she couldn't sail but she sure could sing
I pushed b-52 and bombed them with the blues with my gear set
to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for first mate, she couldn't sail but she sure could sing
I pushed b-52 and bombed them with the blues with my gear set
of your hand
When his mommy looked at him proudly and said
My Johnny'll be a steal drivin' man Lord lord hey Johnny'll be a steal drivin' man
John Henry was
guitar picker 'til he got burned out by the game.

Now he'll bum you for some whiskey 
And tell you how it was back in '52 when he played for Hank.
[Chorus]
So in love with you

[KJ-52]
Now you were after me for so long
But I would walk by you and roll on
Had all I needed thinkin I'm so strong
if it don't put out no heat 

Well you had your chance for love and romance
but you let it pass you by 
'Cause when you were 10 you used to run
MIND
WOULD YOU GIVE YOUR WINGS TO ME
WHEN YOUR HUNG ON THE CROSS BY THE SAVIOR OF LIFE
BLESSED THAT YOU CAN BE
WOULD YOU DIE FOR ME HONEY
Your ribs are broken and your face is in a mess
And we strongly suggest you confess

I confess!
I confess I am mystified by the way you're occupied
broken and your face is in a mess
And we strongly suggest you confess

I confess!
I confess I am mystified by the way you're occupied
I confess I'm
to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for first mate, she couldn't sail but she sure could sing,
I pushed be	-52 and bombed 'em with the blues with my gear set
give out no heat

Well, you had your chance
For love and romance
But you let it pass you by
'Cause when you were 10
You used to run from men
Kept
the outcome
Critical
Condition in your physical for injurin
The officer and gentleman who stack by the benjamen

Off a beat like this
I keep a night stick
In
nigga, you better D up
And when I come by, bitch, you better be up

Ass up, face in the pillow
I don't give a fizzle 
Got to do my bizzle
The only
living water
Your rhymes ca-ca talking all ya rah-rah
Mic's is sparking I'm tight like arteries that was hardened
I beg your pardon the 52 is strictly
if it don't put out no heat 

Well you had your chance for love and romance
but you let it pass you by 
'Cause when you were 10 you used to run
man
So I'll be by your side
For my whole life through
And till the end of time
I'll do what you want me to do

*24 hours a day
No matter what
[Prodigy]
Yeah old school part one feel it
The realest, Who be the realest
Them niggaz stay
Infamous minded

you've been blinded
Cut on your
Infamous minded
You've been blinded
Cut on your face
Fucking with these mobb giants
They are the victims
We be the victors
Sometime a nigga gotta step up
Woman made of paper, understand me now
This time they got you by the ears
You might be nothin' or just a footprint
They've been watchin' you for
So I'll be by your side
For my whole life through
And till the end of time
I'll do what you want me to do

24 hours a day
No matter what time it
to run
We're gonna pick up everyone
Come out and take me by my hand
Gonna bury all our troubles in the sand, oh yeah

Can't you see the wonder at your feet
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, by and by

There are loved ones in the glory
Whose dear forms you often miss
When you close your earthly