Lyrics:
He'll never be alone (never be alone)
'Cause like a river runs dry
And leaves its scars behind
I'll be by your side (I'll be by your side)
'Cause my
water and freeze it
E I rock with the blood of Jesus
Cover my body my technique is MURDA, Irv Gotti
This lyrical seminar got my signature
written in
treadin' high water
To get back to you
Been looking for a low spot
Or something to cling to
There's too many bodies
There's not enough room
God help
ripes with old age, if you got it
Now wake up you distressed, yeh yeh yeh
Under, under oppressor man affliction
Hell fire can't be quenched with water no
This is just like listening
to a conversation being held
by the many people who congregate
on one of the most popular blocks
in the largest
Inspiration from generations
Passed on for us to become greater
Ney say
Imitation is the highest form of flattery
Well these niggas high as hell
Fell far
Wrist water no melon
Im up they so jealous
Im up they so jealous
I’m on the gas you smell me
High in the clouds no heli
Your friends snakes they melly
Don't worry go on living your life
Because that's the way it ought to be
The waves roll high until the water fall low
They vibe at the trail rides all
and the wires are made of light
Though by Hell and high water we are set to launch tonight
Together we will anticipate
The departure of our collective fate
Once
want it uncle Sam Sam
Drank waters from the bedrock
To bring it back to Bams Bams
For my African booty scratchers
Funny how the world change
Your daddy
Been through hell and back
Testimonies e no dey finish
Touched by heavenly sounds
Baptized inside the holy waters
Look to the skies I see my maker
the light brown hair
Night is falling like a bloody axe
Lies and rumors and the wind at my back
Hand on the wheel gravel on the road
Will the pawn shop sell
your car
We hot boxin' in yo whip
That means I'm just really gone
Highly medicated off this sticky brown in it
Cup full of Henny, Box full of wheaties
you hell wit all this fire man fireman we them ones that supply the supplier man
I just wanna live good take trips over seas buy bottles by the cases
I've been fucking busy
What the hell, you think I fell off?
(Think I fell off? Na)
I've been working on a plan in the lab
Say thank god
Thank God,
chased him since birth
Not enough holy waters or holy fathers to reverse it,
Disturbed by the models hanging on the ceiling high,
They worship, he’s
chased him since birth
Not enough holy waters or holy fathers to reverse it,
Disturbed by the models hanging on the ceiling high,
They worship, he’s
runnin' up in Saks with the ill army
Shake Feds, play dead, yo check out what Rae said
Lay on your hands, let the Branson break bread
High energy, all
move stealth Like ninja dealt some damage
Take you down to hell
Come correct
No confusing me with someone else
I do the best for myself
And don't worry
We put up our tent on a dark
green knoll, outside of town by
the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel
and her
You know
I played the water like Navy Seals
Honda Accord drivin'
Tryna see how this Mercedes feel
M&Ms with no Shady deal (No)
Monclers with
Odin doin' work
Makin' moves
Feelin' fly
But then he feels somethin' stirrin' inside
A fart starts creepin'
He thinks he'll let it out
But oh no
It's
the baddest in the town
If you don't believe me, take a look around
Pretty brown bitch with cake by the pound
And I got that water, he drunk enough to drown
repentance
I'm heart broken while chokin'
On a joint dipped in water
And high hopin' the future's wide open
For my daughter my eyes are open
To all
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