Lyrics:
you were son before I made her
But I'll get the sonnin' and bring detention to ya."
Can't say He didn't have a right
She used to not trust the way I
the sun dies
Bless your day early when the sun shine, some guys
Trip over nothing, these are young guys
But if I ever trip over girls you know I better cut
a killer doin' less than you say
Yeah I got a exotic plug down in the A, still got my other plug out in LA
I'm just tryna get this shit gone by the day
I was wondering if you think about me every night
Or are you keen to find
Somebody else to spend the time
I was wondering if you wanna meet sometime
page
Lift the spirit up the page
Have my brodi beat his case
Love the real ones and leave the fakes
Now I'm feeling different every other day
I make it
wrong[02:56.58]Time after time, I am shown my misguided way[02:59.61]By people who sell me their wares[03:02.70]Preach to the choir, to the herd, every single
No-Name"
By your eyes each and every one of them was scorched
But they'd all agreed they had themselves to blame
They didn't know they'd need a talisman
You
the ones that have piled in the sink
Nothing else to tell you, dear
Except each day feels like a year
Every night I'm dreaming of you
P.S. I love you
Another lovely day
To watch the grass grow blade by blade
Or keep an eye on drying paint
To boil some water sans a flame
Frightened and barefoot
talk of their libido
and when the day is done
and the weeks become one
i cry blue murder
i try to take it further
to all and sundry
please answer my
to
Make things right don't pass it by
Have you ever felt like you never said
All the things you wanted to say
This is your chance so stand up for
up,the way you fuck up
everybody,every day,who look at you,
and think they have some guiding star,
to shine their way,
but politics is a stupid game,
it
Greetings kids, of every color and kind
From every corner of this fine neighborhood
I am here to welcome you to Nathaniel's Playhouse
Where there's
Ah Breaker one nine, this here's the lead reindeer, you got a copy on me Frosty come on? Ah ya 10-4 there Frosty, fer sure
fer sure, by golly sure
guess some things haven't changed
Maybe I'm just angry and my words may be cliche
It's hard to write a song while folks get murdered every day
I know it
And in God’s house forevermore
My dwelling place shall be
I’m pressing on the upward way
New heights I’m gaining every day
Still praying as I’m onward
the same
And it's a shame that niggas would settle with the ghetto
Huh, hoes have some clothes that ain't makin what you suppose
Let your eyes close to what
she's real good lookin' I do have to say
and I could eat her cookin' three meals a day
A great sense of humor, she's gentle and kind
but the woman's
you to come home
After all, all these years
Every day I dream of your face
No other man could take your place
But oh these feelings, I just can't erase
letters every day
[Chorus: x2]
You are so beautiful
You should be guarded by monkeys
You are so beautiful
I have invented
51 daylights
This
of all he
Was embraced by the light
And was loved more than all of the following
God's image in the mist of a new day
Still was only one of God's creations
Just the other day, I was pissin' out some toxins
When the cops rolled by
I gotta take it on the block again
Sendin' letters included
As a child offender
Yeah, I used to have
Peace, serenity, teaching divinity
Break bread, sipping the blood, eating with enemies
Blind, pearl on my mind thinking we
Yeah, I used to have
Peace, serenity, teaching divinity
Break bread, sipping the blood, eating with enemies
Blind, pearl on my mind thinking we
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