Lyrics:
Heard you got detention three times this week
Playing with the bad kids down by the creek
When I was your age, oh I did the same
I'll save you
called daddy
That son of a bitch, alright
Well a hundred miles to go
You draggin' your ass
I'm in a Japanese car
That ain't gonna last
And you
nutritious
Wish all this lifting didn’t hurt
This is that 2am and I cannot sleep
Part of my mind that I cannot reach
You need advice but I cannot preach
'Cause
of brothers and sisters
The mud spattered with the courage of my sons
The same story has been told many times
In this land of kings and cold
All my companions
money we built it upon it the blackest niggas, floor cruddy enslaved bodies it all eclipses, the core body the principles every man is equal, truth
WHAT DO YOU THINK
DOWNTOWN IS BURNING TONIGHT
MAKES YOU THINK
WHY DID IT TAKE SO LONG
WE’RE ON THE BRINK
HOW MANY SONS MUST GONE DOWN
PINNED
son where'd you find this?
I got it from the trap house
2 SUV's just to back out
Kraven taking week long trips
Bring the map out
Wanna get to know me
Don't go tell your momma
Grandpa finna tell you a little
Story now, shut up, Clears throat
Twas the night before Christmas and
All through the South
A lot
would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
cnd he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night
Hey Charley I think about you
Every time
would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
cnd he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night
Hey Charley I think about you
Every time
They say he’s a modern outlaw, but I still have remorse
Is being blind loving all which you cannot win?
Fighting for it all where no fight can begin?
Some wait their whole lives just to heal this
Feeling inside that we’re criminal
Years of teaching, subliminal
But you know we die for the fam
Ride by
He's a good father, that will never change
He's a good doctor, breaking all my chains
Man I keep winning, only by His grace
When I'm back sinning, I'm
number nine
Number nine
Comme des Garçon
All these fuck niggas are my sons
I won't pay child support
Cause all you niggas are some fucking dorks
Push
Betty knew all the old songs
And she would get up and sing with them now and again
Then, one night at a party for a millionaires son
A naked man said
ambition
I tried to sit her down to talk
But she won't listen
Useless fuckup
Everybody knows it's true
Useless fuckup
Just like all of you
Useless fuckup
I'm
Country can spare
By the way son here's
Your wheelchair
He once had to be all he could be
Now he's nothing for no one nowhere to see
Funny thing,he's
Country can spare
By the way son here's
Your wheelchair
He once had to be all he could be
Now he's nothing for no one nowhere to see
Funny thing,he's
to us all
What will I find
When the dark tower appears
Will it be the end
Or just a new quest after all
I am the narrator
And now I'll tell you
Where I'd
to us all
What will I find
When the dark tower appears
Will it be the end
Or just a new quest after all
I am the narrator
And now I'll tell you
Where I'd
The girls on the town are being misused.
I seen it all in a dream last night.
Girls leaving this town 'cause you don't treat'em right.
tonight
But I know I'm not alone
I feel You just as close a thousand miles from home
I can see Your love, I can see Your love all around
Everywhere I
to us be institutional
You living how they want you to live
Like don't you get it
End up in the hospital your wallet need a medic
Everything's
disconnecting
Dropping through em, mocking fluids
Stop i knew it like a déjà vu
I stay by you, soaking all these H I's too
Unless they're V clap, then we say Bye
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