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to three wise men
Repeat and repent

I got this special sixth sense
Dark coat sitting on the local Trent
As my thoughts float by
I still ask why we die

I

effeminate, women glorying outside of they hair
No understanding of position bnym left in despair
Individually hit home for me your grace feed my recovery
Known

size them up by the size of their smiles
But they wont stop crying when their emotions reveal
Those days when I feel no one is understanding me
I sleep

men are supplying the cheques
Gotta undress
Like the time when she got raped
By an Uncle in the family she’s mentally pained
But she don’t know this

Yeah, It's little by little with my life I like to fiddle
And I still am from when i was in class and I was a kid and (When I was little)
But I'm

We Ready 2000

Pastor Troy

Pastor Troy for President

2000

the fucking hurt
The many tears I cry, understanding me I tryed
Then my cousin came to me and said coz go to work
Now I'm grinding
My timing, perfect, pick

to the basics
I grab the mic and say check 1,2
I’ll have the crowd on my side by the time I’m through
Now what’chu gonna do I’m a 16 bar specialist
I’ll spit fire

of understanding
The heart bandit
Love language the most handed
Down in the
Bayou where water flows by you
U tired to
Combine two
A feen to my touch
This must be

It ain't easy
Snakes in the grass trying to mislead me
But i see it clear as day i swear this shit's in 3d
I'm my biggest foe my nigga you cannot

a life
So this what you're asking me, (What?) you should really ask your wife
I'll be off with dashing bike, my life touched by the Savior
Needed

understanding
No explanation
And no results
Every so often one of the pillars will arch downward and seize a passerby
Grabbing at him or her and tearing them into

The fabric mathematics black be that of Asiatic
Rock the teship track the static
And that you're rocking to my concept
Now guys I stand for this
For this

Dreamin'

Loleatta Holloway

Loleatta [1977]

1977

Who knows where your love goes
When he closed the door
We have understanding and that means much more
But I don't have to worry where he goes

It's like sometimes you got to
You got to do shit to get like a little understanding about other shit you know
Yeah
Uh
It's Timo
Uh
My dog said he

this shit is throwing me man
Now I find myself deep though drinking
With so much on my mind no understanding
Call me stuntman should have been your stand

to choose a side
Within this great divide

Why must the fates of just men
Be held in hands of mad men
Who work to see it all burn
Through the lens of my

surpassin' the van
Vandalists pocket empty wallet 'cept family and friends
Cuz no I don't care much for understanding
When peace is fallin' to pieces
For my

mean I'm 10 times stronger
You can't see men of my calibre
We aggressive with the truth
So we spill everywhere
Anywhere
On the Internet
We spreading like

I'm blowed nicely like Ron Isley
Word dice, we roll, Mice or Men, behold
Ice grill on my '86, slice the pie slightly
Flee or fight me, end up

Yahweh named me "Solomon"
Solititude amongst a lot of men
Just how I roll, except those 
Few instances with kindred spirits senses seem to know
Heard my

It's just an innocent, natural behavior
I guess you can say that I'm just naughty by nature

Just let it be known
I'd never do my woman wrong
With that

With everything going on
It's getting kind of crazy
Am I going to make it outside
Can't tell as of lately
Pain in my mind
A lot on my heart 
But when

pretend
To go uptown and be anything fancy

Unh-unh outlawed by birth
And I'm an outlaw every day until
They put me in the dirt my skin is my sin
Every day

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