Lyrics:
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
Ay yo, this that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he put his city on
That boy Kells so influential
Success got
false assumption, my dude, is dead wrong
You could fuse with your boy, find all seven orbs
And still couldn't fuck with me I am Shenron
taking a shot
At Jay for that line in "22 Two's," couso
He was right, too much West Coast dick-licking
I'm getting my dick licked by a thick bitch when
Shh, shh
He's gonna answer
(This is gonna be so funny)
Come on, come on
(This guy's not gonna fucking answer)
(Yeah, this guy fucking sucks)
Trust
and their dark sayings
Amos 3:7
As a servant and prophet/prophetess of God, more of God's secrets will be revealed to me today
Isaiah 40:5
Today, the glory
getting all this cash, by my self, ain't need no help
When they find you, say they want you dead, he missed at night his beam wasn't on
His beam wasn't on,
Text me the addy, I'm pullin' up scrappin'
And I'm by my fuckin' self, what's happenin'?
EST captain, salute me or shoot me
That's what he's gonna
of my lungs
On my hands and knees I'll just pray to Jesus until the day that He comes
Cause I've been cleansed, I've been redeemed Qualified by the King
baby
Check this shit out right here, uh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
gear
And laughed at your stale tears
That posed as laugh
You ain't fuckin' T-Rex
He's dead you twat
So is Otis
Funny how once you're through
his spite
A presence from the dead
Abandoned by the light
His shadow will consume you from within
This power that I sense
Been raged behind those
Angelina
There's a black Mercedes
Rollin' through the combat zone
Your servants are half dead
You're down to the bone
Tell me, tall man
Where would you
(WOO)
Shawty pull weight like its trash
If she ain’t pulling nothing, I’ll dead it (L/OH/WELL)
That's facts... yaya
I ain't even drop the album
And I been
startin' to have some crazy thoughts, he put tattoo's on his sleeve
He got one tatted by his eye, it symbolizes Nene
He swear to never tell no lie 'cause
at the bottom of the stairs right by the caretaker's office,
He started licking the pavement.
Every night now since we moved into that new house
There's this
a hearse
Guess he was in a heavy hurry to be heard
Guess he was worried about a world by bilderberg
Voy a navegar
Al puerto del alma
Cruzando el mar
Hasta
This message is for the sinners, the back sliders and all the servants of God, Luke 12 verse 9 he who dined me before man shall be dined before the angel
Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Let me hear you say fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
He sold out
I sold
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
Yeah, yeah, I asked him what he smoking, it's wood, he said a dead nigga
Man, you think that that nigga your friend, but he the feds, nigga
My nigga
servant" cried he
"I will go to Mary Flynn's high tower
And fetch her here to thee
And fetch her here to thee"
And when he came to Mary Flynn's high
Bugging? Mad? Why? 'cause your n**** still bugging me
Must be the thug in me
The two degrees
That he like
Seven years later and you still not his wife
How
the seven seas
And the seer of visions said before he went blind
Hide them from demons and rescue mankind
Or the world we're all in will soon be sold
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