Lyrics:
Son said daddy whatcha doin?
Said Sparrow I'm just using
The limitations of my public education
To bring forth more hidden information
We rock
the
Word of the Lord
It was set in stone
Way before you were born
Watch how you live
Walk in the faith you can restored again
Open your heart
Trust the lord
it brief just incase
You can do better don't waste away
The wasted days are wasted plays
That you could make to win the race
You got to face your
son is known to ball
I put 22's on everything I car
The Jag, the Bentley, Rolls-Royce, the house hold
Hung out with Bobby - Ate breakfast with Whitney
to pray for me I might blow away
Gone with the wind
I'm a rolling stone I might roll away
Have you ever had a chip on ya shoulda
Huh I had a whole damn
at morning roll call
Never claimed by wife or son
Buried at the prison cemetery
Next to 26951
Now the prison burned and was torn away
A single corner stands
honor roll, but honored up in them streets
'Cause I'm a Linwood nigga, them young niggas hit ya
Put a stack on your head, you'll bleed a lake on Grand
through your projects, crime pays
Matched up in a staircase, in a dark place embraced
By the trey-eight, I'm in so deep I can't escape
These crime
Heaven or Hell, base it all on my instincts
My hands dirty, you worried bout mud in your sink
You like to mistake a street nigga for real nigga
The same
'bout mud in your sink
You like to mistake a street
Nigga for real nigga
The same nigga that kill with
You'll squeal with you
I deal with you like my son
German there at number fourteen,
However small it seems, nothing's deeper than your story
Cos it is holy holy
These are the stones that know me
Leave em
my sorrow away
I'm trading my pain
You're my light and my comfort
Your presence I gotta run to it
Every gift, all accomplishments
I give it back in
gotta maintain
I don't flame Jane, I don't complete my mission
Your sense, your texture, your touch, I'm in lust
When I roll up with a couple blunts
N I've died many times
So if I ain't livin right
Then Shut up n stone me then
So those your plaques? Gimme dat
You're bitch? I'm hittin dat
So BO BO
My mother said, "Son, that's the way it should be
Your name is Super Rhymes, you'll be an MC"
So then my father put me on a meteorite
Sent me
cast like stone
Niggas can't never bone how I bone
Word you soft as a shell
You ain't worth one skin cell
Big broiler crack your back and your head like
the Rave hit the rock 'n' roll riffs
Yours truly strummed away with a slightly limp wrist
On the road
Everyday is when I can't get used to it
of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us
Darkness surrounds with
finally lifted
Like a stone they roll away
You pull me up out of my grave
When I was crying someone saved me
Lord, You listened
Now I'm free at last
All my
place
That the Risen King has gifted me
So divine!
You brought me back to life
The stone rolled away
Now I can say
That His mercies are new for me today
Been waitin a long time for a vibe like this
Alot of ya'll been doin it but not like this
Been away a while let me talk my shit
Been stayin out
entertained by the lie (say what)
No amount of Alibis (say what)
Will change your mind into the light tonight we say
Thought i told ya son
Don’t try me
I’m
washed away
Suffocated by the pitch black clouds
Didn't know this stone was made of sand
And we couldn't withstand
These shaking lands
So I went to your
at night
I'll be waiting for you to come on by
And if you don't, I guess this is goodbye
When that train rolls in from a hundred miles away
Will I recognize
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