Lyrics:
perfect sacrifices
The law fulfilled justified through His life
Illuminated through the darkness shining by His light
I know some gangstas that say Jesus
protected
Grace is effected over me
"Behold the lights of London"
The skipper said as his hands shook,
His aura eaten by his jealousy
And all the drugs
think about it for a minute, like what's his intentions?
I mean, we never really got along or used to kick it
In fact, if I remember vividly, he picked
Not for money, fame, attention, this is what I'm gettin at
Christ the King and this His empire, He don't deserve no less than that
I'm a be snappin'
Wake up and pray with the family at the ottoman
We start our mornings with prayer that means that we gotta win
We give em thanks
We thank em for His
him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me
Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam
falling, Christmas is calling, there's no place I'd rather be than surrounded by family
Joy bells ringing, everyone singing, there's no place I'd rather be
Just a young black kid tryna find his way
Looking around don't know what to say
Anxiety sometimes makes him want to flay
Avoiding situations out
They could be dead
But God will give them life
We live by His daily Bread
I know your heart is weak
But keep your head strong
We see His grace when we
his hand
He told me he like how I go about it
See me in Philly then see me in DC
The magic is filling who know about it
Baby she ask if I know about her
short
You got beaten down
You cannot account for no new clowning
How about your mind will be finally off of my Rap God
Don't disturb him when he, his
short
You got beaten down
You cannot account for no new clowning
How about your mind will be finally off of my Rap God
Don't disturb him when he, his
Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?
I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn window
With that
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
"She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott."
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
talking about a rental
Forgiveness has the key and it could never be settled
Take your shoes off, get yourself ready for dinner
What I'm cooking in the pot
thought about
Should of did like I danced to UNK when I walked it out
Instead of trying to be what they talk about they still talk about
Naw
See man see
the help always the odd one Out I learnt respect is earnt not given out jealousy can break One down loyalty is what I'm about it's all in my blood Can't give
the bay yelling "aye, aye"
Bruh, I'm saved by grace, better back away
Aye, when you see my head hang, just know He still reigns
When I call on His name,
of 'em
Until then, my music is my pride
Based, I stand chest out
No sad face, accept death
Puts me in a trance state
My life I think about
What my family
protected
Grace is effected over me
Behold the lights of London
The skipper said that his hands shook
His aura eaten by his jealously
And all the drugs he
Wrote this for my family in the grave
Number 84, number 84, what you do this for (What you do this for)
Is it money or the jewels, or the fame
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