Lyrics:
I don't need all your lectures on the way I be
I ain't released from the pressure oh-so-easily
I'm a fiend for the rhythm, it's a high I seek
Here
of urgency
I need to be
Released and venting rapidly
How could they know that they don't see
My need to be alone with me
It seems to be that this won't pass
their doom
Shall the whole team of humble no longer oppressed
And shall Ludd sheath his conquering sword
Be his grievance instantly met with redress
they a timelapse
See me in public and they move fast, all fact
I ain't gotta be a Bhad Bhabie, but
I still get the bag lately and
Lot of people doubting
and you shall find
Knock and it’s will be open, open unto you
You know I love
I love you
Oh I love you
I am your GOD
How many times you’ve called my
try?
Answers aplenty in the by and by
Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills
One man gathers what another man spills
Saint Stephen shall remain
(The female/male lyrics should be side by side...sung together first female with male answering.)
Eliza Carthy:
"I must be going, no longer
Jesus Christ, my rock and refuge
He's with me who shall be against me
I build my house on a rock and the gates of hell shall not prevail
KS
In you I
Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be
Nearer, my God, to Thee.
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee!
Or, if on joyful
The Brotherhood of Steel
Our Master guides us and we follow his will
Purifying flame shall cleanse your body and soul
The passion and the pain as one - torments
weak
Step into the fire
Step into the flame
You will now know me by name
I AM WHO I AM
The Lord your God
This is holy ground on which you trod
Do not
the current
And keep us underground but we mainstream surfing
Verse Two:
The army has been assembled one by one
This four-hundred-year oppression shall be
called "PSYCHO"
Someone who used to be my friend betrayed me
And called me psycho
So I wrote song about me psycho
And released by I don't know
Without
and that by which thy understanding shall furlong in the King's Dome
Fir Yee who step not th7ne feet into the brackets of I ways , he shall se the length
descrated by the likes of them
And I don't know about that diplomatic shit
I rather let it just crank when niggas be on the dick like a nympho
I murder'em
The Next Rhyme I Write Might Be about You
The Next Rhyme I write Might Be About You
The Next Rhyme I write Might Be About You
The Next Rhyme I write
a record
More flame handling than candlestick balancing
If you can be bothered to explore the next
It was a mixtape of all the best
Singles I'd released
of true pleasure
Was consumed by lust
I've lost my way
Nothing's clear for me
But the will of dying
I've condemned myself
To be dejected and wretched
I have
lemongrass,
Still chill in the land of the snakes,
But sleep on me and your family will be planning your wake,
Yeah I was strapped, though it was mostly love,
I shall not fear no man but God
Though I walk through the valley of death
I shed so many tears (if I should die before I wake)
Please God, walk
behold
I bring you good news of a great joy that shall be for all people
For unto you is born this day a Savior, who is Christ the Lord
And his name
but I've never been 23
So they tell me that I need to be King
But I feel like Tekken has never been my thing
So I play A B
But never the d pad
And they
of niggaz, just so I can prove it I lead by example and had samples of the work. Gave it to other bosses and told them this shit‘ll work. Supplied guns
tomorrow
Never look down on me
This life is turn by turn
Don't call me a poor man
Am not a poor man
Don't call me a poor man
I refuse to be poor
Don't
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