Lyrics:
From the depths I have risen
Cast away these fiery chains
I am free to walk this Earth
My power grows day-by-day
Master plans they now unfold
Like
so crushed by the nights I went to spend alone
Unseen by all, I'm just crawling around in circles in the dead of night.
Nonetheless, I do not want
a man hole,
Cam got shot inside his lambo', sample, life is a gamble,
15 years old red rag around my hand, My sisters used to laugh and call me 'Rambo
unseen by all
When burst into existence
Her silver lips upon my brow
As praise to crimson glory
So enchanting in her lust
In rapture to her bidding
a lie
Shot down by the arrows above
It's written in the age unseen
We've been here since the beginning
Stroke of luck to seal our fate
Dying
the legs
We get it jumping, like Vince dunking
We get it jumping, hands up
We get it jumping, slam dunk
We get it jumping, and one
We get it jumping, we get
I'm hot as soup (shh, shh)
Me and K in the cut, clizzy rambo too (shh, shh)
Twenty-four, I don't snooze, I bang by noon (shh, shh)
I'm in the bando,
I thought I had it all under control
I thought my fate was still in my hands
All of my plans were firmly set
By the words that I say
I forgot how
On every single stage we stand
The people in the crowd throw hands
And every single word demands
That you understand we're standing
On a platform not
the night to tour the world that I built
I control entire rooms with my thoughts then I dip
Double sharp on the wit
You can take my hand but I won't take
Lines fill your face, talk to me
Look in the mirror we are still alive
So much more unseen
Take a breath, step outside
Feel the rain
Wet my hands feel
those who doubt the supreme mercy of God
Sentient lives; human bonds apprized
Until severed by cruel hands divine
Seek and you'll find if Heaven decides
It was forged by the moonlight
Black as night, markless blade
Without shining, without bright
Light as a feather, the best one ever made
It was
to take the Tommy out cause he still fucking with rats,
cnd they swear they Tommy guns like
Balboa ain't strap nigga
This that Rambo vs I'll be back nigga
compare to the amount of mud I swam through to just breath
In order to trust you must lead by example
I've had ample opportunity to just leave
Like Rambo I
Why you actin' like you trappin' when you blatantly not
You just baitin' at your vehicle and makin' it hot
I got zedz of the raw and I got flake by
learned a thing, the wickedness of man
And oh, hands up to the sky
And oh, the angel passes by
One bowl for the wicked
One bowl for the sea
One
like she was waitin for a train or a bus
She was waitin for jim's best man, his boy gus
Gus got slick, took the girl by the hand
And dipped the step like
hand her a hunnid (What's that)
That's not enough to get a
Bra outta Banana Republic (Broke nigga)
Say, big nuts and a bigger heart
You a scrub in these
sung
I'm from the land of Rambos, I've seen samurais and handguns
Where it's "Fuck that" and "fat mom", but me, I'm my dad's son
Ain't hard to see my
Mister Webb there is no way out
Love this room, please don't fight your walls
Can you see I'm wasting your time
A streetcar's rusting unseen
Music
Galatians 3 and Romans 3:22
[Chorus]
To hear with my heart
To see with my soul
To be guided by a hand I cannot hold
To trust in a way that I
born a little less than
The darker the skin the more of a wicked man
Gettin banned from the plan made by the Great Almighty Hand
Frame the lane, a nigga
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