Lyrics:
saying for me
From a king to a god
Two seconds after the pride Comes anger
From a king to a god
Acting like if you walk by a street
You just walking
Life no be rush
Anything you wan do just take your time baby
Hw3!
Oh baby mmmmhmm m mmm mmm
You wan be a millionaire by tomorrow oh oo oh
The suffer
THE MIRROR
WE WERE BUSTED BY THE COPS
NOTHING COULD BE CLEARER
STEP OUT OF THE CAR
WITH YOUR HANDS HELD HIGH
THE COP MADE CHARLEY NERVOUS
HE
(Jesus)
Love and hate is a thin line, get two for the tenth time (Lord)
Dyin' on the eleventh, my n-
I'm just down here stuntin' on the seventh, my n-
time to waste no time
No time to waste no time
I say Charley money on ma mind
I dropped out then enrolled again
Got too busy with this music thing
I
on the inside, where is mine? (Jesus)
Love and hate is a thin line, get two for the ten time (Lord)
Dyin' on the eleventh, my N-
I'm just down here stuntin'
the brains of the youth
But I'm out, I'mma let my pride reign for a few like
Blowin' herb and then I'm holdin' bourbon
To bite my tongue it still hurts worse
him up
like he would his own son
and he gave me a ring
that was worn by his mother
and he takes me out dancin
every saturday nite.
and hey Charley I
would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
cnd he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night
Hey Charley I think about you
Every time
would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
cnd he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night
Hey Charley I think about you
Every time
What a friend we have in Jesus
Oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh the cross, too much for words
Just let it out, let it out, let it out right now
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
Inglés, Mexico
I am in His hands and He won't let me go
JESUS is my only hope and Ima give Him all I got
JESUS is my only shot and the time is running out
on June
I went off in '42 to fight those boys and pay my dues
Her wallet picture kept my spirits high
Charley boy died in my arms, he saw Jesus, I saw
still thirty-three
The age that Mozart died and sweet Jesus was set free
Keats and Shelley too soon finished, Charley Parker would be
And I
Grandma used to pray out loud
By her bed every night
To me it sounded like mumbling
Like she was out of her mind
She said, "Boy this kind
fuck me 'cause I'm now the shit
Niggaz wanna kill me 'cause I make hits
Your time pass like Nintendo
Make you no dey figure, Charley we be king kongs
stand up to the devil out doing Satan
On every single level JESUS CHRIST
I owe him for every seed he sow in the portfolio
Holy High, Holy serving sermons
Jesus, the missing years
It was raining. It was cold
West Bethlehem was no place for a twelve year old
So he packed his bags and he headed out
me through
Woah yeah, now I'm right down on my knees
Tryna figure out how, you brought me through many times before
God, I'm callin' on ya now
you can relate
I'm startin' off when the bass drop (yeah, yeah)
I'ma praise God, so if they stop, rocks ain't cryin' out for me (yeah, yeah)
past it’s alright
To plugin to Jesus and make him you Shepard
He looking for lost sheep not wolves or leopards
Embraced by the righteous savior/favor
and beaten into submission
By family, church, school and state.
From then on we're easy game for the powermongers.
Like pathetic circus dogs we hunt out
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