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That Time of Year Written By Anthony Faulkner Produced by George Tyler IV Chorus: It's the time of year
and Folk, Latin Kings and Loc Them folks is at my throat , Heard I'm movin' blow, like that movie Blow Boston George M.O. Say the flow ain't
out
Laced up by the works of the cross
So get the Word Out
I've been all in ever since I heard
My debt was paid
By the Lamb of God, the King who
cnd to those who weep death comes cheap, these men with broken hearts.
oh so Humble you should be when they come passing by,
For its written that
and feel us by shouting I can't breathe
And keep fighting against injustice until that we feel that we are free
There’s a lot I gotta say, don’t be ashamed
followed by commas police around ever corner
Stay loaded I promise bout cash money like Stunna
No heart, back up in this bitch just like a zombie
Goin hard,
air
Our hearts beat
But not the countless boys and girls that died in the street
Like George Floyd and Ahmaud Arbery
Both were killed in broad daylight
Yeah
It's 2am I'm in my room all by myself (yeah)
Overthinking 'bout some shit that
Probably never helped (yeah, yeah)
Girl, I need you by my side.
I
Oh I pour out mine heart at your cross
And once again I look upon the cross where you died
Jesus I'm humbled by your mercy and I'm broken inside
Oh I pour out mine heart at your cross
And once again I look upon the cross where you died
Jesus I'm humbled by your mercy and I'm broken inside
fractured souls, lost in endless nights
Faded pictures and broken promises
Tattooed on my heart with jagged traces
we were kings and queens, chaos we'd
to care for you
Maybe I took too long tryna make it right
Thats why I'm stuck here with a broken heart tonight
If there's anything I can do to try and make
I had to do was open up myself to you
Gather up the pieces of my broken heart
Just talk to you would have been a start
I just couldn’t do it
I
thinks they nice
Congrats, they must have found my pen
S*** is real I take it to the heart now
I never gave a f*** so why start now?
You boys goldfish,
one more question
George Washington, why would you be crossing
When you can be chilling the mini van with the broken chains and no
Fiber op connection
world still phony baloney
Still screaming Rip Kobe
Barely Legal fuck your shit up so you better run
I reinforced the formal morals in side my heart
I
trivia than I do NBA stats
I am Fresh
But Spades be my favorite suit
I've met love in the Club
But Diamond
Has a special place in my Heart
I am so books
of dreams
Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new
On the street of dreams
of dreams
Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new
On the street of dreams
of dreams
Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new
On the street of dreams
of dreams
Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new
On the street of dreams
of dreams
Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new
On the street of dreams
Oh I pour out mine heart at your cross
And once again I look upon the cross where you died
Jesus I'm humbled by your mercy and I'm broken inside
to die by bullets
But how could you complain
We demand justice for Breonna and George
I pray that you rest well when I was locked
I witnessed a murder
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