Lyrics:
the pistol aiming
This game is filled with
Parasites and opportunists
That shit y’all do is gay
That is not a movement
Too many acting goonish slash acting
like I don’t know worth
People say to leave this earth
Unleash the beast I’ll go berserk
Won’t stop I’ll never fall
Like all the leaves in autumn
Can’t
still killing these flows
And these people that come to me flat with they hand out
They say I'm the man now
But three months ago said I won't shit
disciples (not our work)
By baptizing all the nations (He baptizes)
That means no discrimination (all ages)
What he didn't say is you had to be
From a certain
tradin' wives
N' Cadillacs
N' diamonds
N' havin' all sorts of good clean party fun.
Then there was the people that run the boat.
Now the people
Never was lackin' audacity
Point to a flaw in a fallacy
Bred on a different mentality
Committing that blasphemy
Bet all the bull shit is passin
Trust
It was on the earth they were daring to this
(Hell yeah!)
And all of them were written by Lorne
(Lorne Michaels)
So tonight we're sucking our own
the song
Tattoos of my newborn son on my
Right arm by the psalm
I'm legendary like Iverson
Counting cash, splitting the pie with none
Never will I divide
presume such as so
No bloke unbeknown to all
Do take a seat
Take a fall
And allow me to humble you with a violation of seminary scaring
That is
and wells I dwell
I'm sitting and looking through all of my failures
I see all of the times and measure
My detachment from reality
False bonds got me
A hundred companies, corporations control the planet
Destructive patterns of manufacturing wreaking havoc
Peep the manuscript, people panicking, fear
of people
Well, a million heads are better than one
So come on, get it on
Well, I know how we tried, the millions of tears that we cried
Now we are
of people
Well, a million heads are better than one
So come on, get it on
Well, I know how we tried, the millions of tears that we cried
Now we are
dwells,
There is always peace there, oh yeah.
I am talking church,
Man it would not hurt,
For you to stop by, drop by,
And see how my father works.
But
Earth is hopeless
There's no purpose
In keeping heathens alive
And above the surface
The people's impurity
Disrupts the community
All he can do
Is
exactly that
Heavy
As a black man in America it's difficult to keep a smile on our faces
We do it anyway
Sometimes carrying this skin is too heavy to bare
Staring in the mirror
Like that nigga
Look familiar Aye
100,000 streams
Soon dem shows
Gone pay a 100k
Promise all my people
When I make it
I won't
on the wind, a heartless echo
What is wrong with us, on this mortal earth
Why do we love to see, another man's blood squirt
And cover pavement steps, big houses
it
It fell from the ceilings
I got friends in heaven that do billing
And on Earth, fake friends that can't fake feelings
Cause they really ain't fake
'cause him is the all fun here maker
Shags man 'bout here
Me bawl
I know your mother, I know your father (Ooh do you hear me)
I know your sister, I
kill the colprate
He owe us shit, toe toe toe with that four four bit
Fuck the hoe shit, mercury back tax ?birth? for me
Personally I existed when Earth
you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your
felt like we were facing our day of reckoning
But he turned our fears to hope, said that he was here to show
The One promised by seers who wrote hundreds
People claim to star gaze
But you're the breath from which the stars were made
You set their place in the skies
They all yield to your heavenly design
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