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this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
child, watch how I hold the crowd
I motivate the good fathers tryna hold it down
And I could talk drugs but nigga I'm on em now
With a dime making sushi we
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
hide a turncoat (Brah Brah!)
Pulled down by your business
I'll use that verbal ammunition (Pew pew!)
Take off the pants you think you wearing
Maybe get
So, Father, we thank You for allowing us to be a part of a movement
That's awakening sons and daughters, Hallelujah
That's awakening the dead, that's
of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down
Cause you can be touched
[Verse 3 - Immortal
Throwed wardrobe, by my bed son of a bastard
When it come to Cadillacs
Trae got that mastered
And the game that I got, way flyer than NASA
Me and Three 6
she enters 770
cn army of Chassidim she sees
They call her son their Rebbe
He leads
They call her son their father
They'll be her new family
Peace
been paid by the Son
No cheap sale
The Father sent His one and only Son
For me still I sin
Through His blood repent
And wait for all aboard
For the Lord
point it's ammusing
I try to break it down
In a way you'll understand
I'm now in the process of becoming a man
What i learned from my father
Was never
the Son of Mary, I pray that you tarry
The Word is the way, the truth, and the life that died and was buried
cnd raised from the dead by the power of God
She said "Im sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"
My father's house shines hard and bright It stands like a beacon calling me in
to pay the bills/
Brainwashing his younger sons to place blame on the shrills/
Separating his sons and daughters from seein’ his relatives/
With his older
The story begins July 20th, 1969 with the world on the edge of their seats
As 3 men made their way to the moon
The Creighton family home in Houston
on life
We took trips down South, biscuits and chicken
Me you granddad and Alison, trippin'
Remember, you used to pick me up from junior high
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy shit
Same chick from the ?, pretty eyes lips, thighs hips everything
Where my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggaz is at?
Where
About this time
You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
It's Priest mothafucka
You
that phone rings
Frank White, Frank White
Frank White, Frank White 3
Frank White, Frank White
Frank White, Frank White 3
This the intro to Frank White
LONGING FOR THE SUN
NO WORDS HEARD FROM FATHERS TONGUE
CAST FROM HEAVENS CHASED BY THE MORNING
CAST FROM HEAVENS ABOVE
SON OF THE DAWNING. AWAITS IN
father?
Of course, it's Indra who's the reason for our good fortune son.
He's the god of the clouds and he rules them.
So he's the one who has blessed us
father?
Of course, it's Indra who's the reason for our good fortune son.
He's the god of the clouds and he rules them.
So he's the one who has blessed us
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