Lyrics:
memorials fire offered on the altar
But we don't do that no more
Our sin and pain overthrown
And death and hell lost the keys that Adam lost at the fall
All
You were saved in broad day
You we're saved in the sun
You are blessed all your days
You can take off and run
You were spared the knife, the knife
you: fear not, neither be dismayed
You have hedged me behind and before
And laid your hand upon me
For my yoke is easy
And my burden is light
Heaviness
is the breakthrough
Aii lemme tell y'all a lil' story about me
I'm the Big Fly Reece, I eat my sleeves
So addicted to rhymes I can't be like me
But I
Callin me the trap dog, that's an anagram
Turn that shit around, part god is what I am
If you fucking with me then your game getting blessed
Ima keep it
Underpants
You really want us to believe that bullshit
I mean that wasn't even funny
Wasting our time by listening to your fabricated night journey story
represent it till the day that I die
And I didn't tell a lie
Still gon get by
Listen
This is for the homies in my hood
All the single mamas it's all
Beyond the ocean
A lighthouse is waiting for me
The Great Chain in motion
Beneath the waves of the sea into the city
All good things flow the sweat
M.C. for what I AM and do
the A is for Adam and the lyrics; true
so as pray and hope and the message is sent
and I AM living in the dreams that I
It is what it is till it's not
Freedom sacrificed
On the altar of the PC gods
Who cancel all those who
Stand up against their cause
It is what it is
imperfect
But we distant from the serpent, unlike Adam and Eve
Not so many temptations, shit
Except me wanting my chapped lips all over your face and shit
use arrow and bows
Dark Knight, watch me do the pose
Fucks me, grab him by the nose
Charge my ki like Piccolo
Anxiety is endless
Come back to your
understood
Don't make me take
And deteriorate
Ya good health and yo hell
Is all that I know now
So break yo self
Before ya get mowed down
By the low down
Cerebrivore deceives
All the world enslaved by this illusion
Bowing down, still, at the master's feet
Another trophy for the empire of lies:
Submission of your
brung up Boogie like I warned y'all
Arrivin' onto your dick, now we on y'all
He lackin' with his bitch, he ain't on guard
I spit 10, missed 10, but I
ain't happy long enough
You're gon' be unhappy with half your stuff
Early on in our marriage when we'd be
In the same room for a half hour and she
Rule number one, if she ain't happy
You ain't happy
And if she ain't happy long enough
You're gonna be unhappy with half your stuff
Early on in our
[Raekwon the Chef]
So yo yo all I want to do is just tell them cats
On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up
Word up, never stop
Or get beat to your death like cochise,
My laws is no peace, fuck the police.
M-C's get braggin' about cash they collect,
But them chumps is like ray
touched by an angel
I'm in love with an angel
You make me wanna lay down at your altar
And confess all of my sins
Take your holy communion
So, I can
walked by with a couple of friends You caught my eye with your devilish grin
We started to talk and I started to fall I should've bailed out when I had
her father
The day is coming, saying vows by the altar
We'll be honest and the target is to really keep your promise
If it's way too hard don't
And thorns and thistles all the days of your life.
Pain and toil and pain and toil and pain and toil, through it you will eat.
Pain and toil and pain
ain't never care
I call your phone and you don't pick up, baby girl, you got me nervous
Is it the cameras or the fame, the Tory Burch or all them
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