Lyrics:
a gold chalice
I was in Holly Grove growin' up by Rose Tavern
I take a nigga queen, let my hoes have her
'Cause I'm a crown snatcher (yeah, yeah), I'm
when it rains it pours
Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore
And it ain't no place for us
I'm convinced that if I hop the fence
I can climb on in
the rain, yea
Deep End the gang, I'm in my lane, yea
Some niggas solid, some niggas real
I told my brotha "fuck his family get him killed", yea
And now my
my circumferance
It’s like traveling the seven seas
And last without a compass
Lured in by the sirens
I’m Poseidon spitting violent storms
I’m here
a clipboard
He pushes joe to the ground
Heaven is a place, with a star for you
And there's an upturned pin in your sunday shoes
Who knows how you're meant
and clean the bread from the sloppiest Joes
I got it in the hot and the cold, the mud in the rain
I stomach the pain, got more Bloods than the blood in my
to gaze at me and talk of love. Just knock thee times and whisper low That you and I were sent by Joe, Then strike a match and you will know YouÆre in
Doin numbers like it's cyber chase
Counting Jackson Jackson franklin franklin
It's that kinda day
Hey
12 in front but I ain't tryna Chase
Cuz
I want a live in a place with a near vacant building.
Turn on the radio and hear my man Willie.
Friday night football stand up and cheer.
Go where
DNA
I got demons, pain and enemies inside my DNA
I got passion, guts and action tucked inside my DNA
I got pints of Michael Jackson's blood inside my
Billie's got the night off
Yeah, rumor has it his ex-wife Catherine put his truck in the ditch
And there's a new owner, Joe what's his face
Last December,
homies a Whether be
Fred Dogg S P double E D why cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe be
Had to put a bitch in her place for being disobedient
I went Michael Jackson on the pussy, I was beating it
Anything that I say on this song, bitch
Lord (Rain down, Lord)
Come, Lord, in Your power (Rain down, Lord)
Manifest Your power, reign down (Rain down, Lord, in this place)
Rain down, Lord Jesus
think its sexy
She love when yall run
Jackson on jackson
Just call my ass joe
I smoked me quarter pound at my show
Im lookin for her When im on the roaaad
doubles my money tripling
I make gold outta nothing I feel like Rumplestiltskin
The walls are talking the devil in them I hear him often
You went to sleep
ain't good enough for yo ass, bitch motherfucker need to learn some class
Stay in a child's place 'fore I whoop that ass, then the Killer Bee gone have
It's now spring
Season of new beginnings
Watch clouds go by
Covering the blue in your eyes
Lying on a beach
Nothings out of reach
Rain or shine
You
than the
Dollar bills in your salaries
Snapin' these bitches into reality
Cryin' and pain, blind by the chain
Niggas can't deny the reign
It's a shame
came in and knocked me on my face
Feels like I'm in a race but I've already won first place
I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did
You got me
that? Mother Nature with them strong winds
And oh, my Peace Productions like the Q
As in Quincy when he did that Thriller, Michael Jackson blew
played
My little room, the place that made me Happy
Rain would fall so I would call
My friend Joe and he would call me Happy
Oh, whatever happened
Girl, don't you run, don't you run, don't you run from me
Cause I wanna get you wetter than ever come feel the rain like rain, rain, rain
I wanna go
joe"
Like the time we hit the river
And the rains began to fall
And the water was risin' so damn fast
We thought it'd drown us all
We lost a lot
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