Lyrics:
[Trick Daddy]
Our father who art in heaven
Thank you Lord
Lord thank you Lord
[Trick Daddy speaking over chorus]
That's right
y'all could
Rest in peace, to all the homies got to heaven before me
Pour some liquor on the curb for the n****z that's caught
Had a motherf***in ward but he
two strikes
But if he catch another felony
He gonna do life, that ain't right
I write a letter dedicated to our
Father who art in Heaven
Muslim brothers
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
a wagon that was picked up
Into the air by a tornado! Swirling Around! When it fell back down to the ground, her
Brother and sister,
peace, to all the homies got to heaven before me
Pour some liquor on the curb for the niggas that's caught
Had a motherfuckin' warrant but he didn't go
seemed that I was guilty, hanged by too many words
I ?spied a couple of? people so I told them what it meant
I trust the Lord in heaven and he knows I'm
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
by every night
Talkin' sweet and lookin' fine
I get kinda hectic inside
Mmm, baby, I'm so into you
Darlin', if you only knew
All the things that
get inspired
By lights, colors, attractions
Both creatures of action
Attacking my brother's fraction
Is something that I ain't adding
I roam around in
represent the scorn you show up to your brothers and sisters
I am one of you, I was just raised from down below instead of being blessed by the heavens
I am
the heroes
And breathe the air of heaven
Let's forget the anger here
Say you'll never lie
You don't wanna see
Don't let your brother die
Let's forget
hands have created the stars, sun, moon the heavens are all hand-made.
The knight has fallen. No mercy for his brothers. The battle still wages, but
anymore
They committing suicides just to scream up to the heavens
Holy father cant you hear them anymore
Sing a baby lullabies I'mma catch em by surprise
to the rind
Any old song by brother John Prine
Sometimes that face looking back in the mirror
It make that mirror, make that mirror cold, babe
But in my
ain't she? We'll let her wash off in the water
And me and you can play by ourselves, can't we?
Just the two of us, just the two of us
And when we
As I search for the answers the universe doesn't give us by default
I'm slightly confused as to how a higher power could exist without further proof
brother rolled a clock but its Tiny tho
Bent through casino hella times and i aint see a soul
Glockiana right by my side when im on my own
Might pop this
you're used to
But eating that apples bad
And we can't dream the future
But we live day by day
A jungle in the heavens
Chariots on the way
On the way
Yea
I’m still wit the same niggas that I grew up on this block with
Older brothers had the swisher sweets by the boxes
We was taught to get it out
and u know jeje mo man lo mio waja
so come be my guide my Jehovah
so heavenly Father in heaven
awa omo re gbe oju wa soke si oo
in anything we do make
Knots Landing
Duck, heavens to fuckin Merkatroid
I drop noise that employs the unbelievable
Recline like receding hairline, crime speaks fine
with a nine
Yeah Mom's burning up on the ceiling
We was forced to live this life but I'm more than willing
My pops went missing I gotta get my lil brother
It's
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