Lyrics:
to cope for his reasons
Never spoke to his son when he seen 'em
Liquor Man look bad on the dope, liquor man look bad on the dope
B-bad on the dope
Liquor
It's quite possible that I'm your third man, girl
But it's a fact that I'm the seventh son
It's quite possible that I'm your third man, girl
But
It's quite possible that I'm your third man, girl
But it's a fact that I'm the seventh son
It's quite possible that I'm your third man, girl
But
Raised by my momma, yup
Play for Toronto son
Got game, so from the ladies
Get a lot of love
I aint tryna brag, I aint gassed
Nope, not at all, hot
a morning cup of coffee
And with tender love you reach and touch my hand
And my son comes in and says good morning daddy
And I say how's daddy's little man
All
these lures had been placed there by Shadowcast,
hoping to avoid confrontation between this dominant
man and his own villainous forces. Eriel
Oh-oh, people of the earth
"Listen to the warning"
The Seer, he said
Beware the storm that gathers here
Listen to the wise man
I dreamed I saw
Oh-oh, people of the earth
"Listen to the warning"
The Seer, he said
Beware the storm that gathers here
Listen to the wise man
I dreamed I saw
came to be The Son of man bring a good seed
To see the fruits, yeah, you must believe With faith the size of a mustard seed
The mountain move
wave
so what I says will always matter son
(What I says will always matter
What I says will always matter)
Man Who said it first don't matter
Man who
Let me talk to you real quick
Shepherd Boy
Staff in hand
Phone a friend
Tell ya man's
The Son of man
Is stepping in
Close to me
The Pharisees
That's yo son that you cant see
And the process repeats
Man yal go to the plantation like a beach
the Son of God
DNA reload
Give all you got or none at all
Tell me what's you code?
CHORUS
Oh man what is the code
What is the Code you live by
yeah we
Forget you
Sprinkle me man
Uh, sprinkle me man
Ah laced up by the best, check it out,
Uh, marinatin' on the corner with a chip in his phone
You can
If a miracle, could save us from
The travesty, that we've become
If a million sons would stand as one
We will overcome, overcome
If a miracle, could
you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
Right by the X, my bad, here's a pen
[Method Man]
Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
would kill
"And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?"
"Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're
times that my memory drew warn
And daddy won't me take me back to Mulingburg County
Down by the green river where Paradise lay
He said, "I'm sorry my son
I was born down in the bottoms of the flat black Delta land
I grew up picking cotton in the Mississippi sand
My mama said son take that girl and go
said I could never take
This maiden for my wife
SPOKEN:
Son, the white man and Indianss were fighting when you were born
And a brave called Yellow
of faith
Cant knock me down
Man of faith
I stand my ground
Man of faith
Jesus
You live for me
I die for you
The only son
He ever knew
Times at hand
clutching
Man, you getting owned by me, them boys dead, they don't know my G
Bustin' and joggin' the old Nikes and a girl comin' to us like the whole time
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
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