Lyrics:
If there really is a big
Fluffy Jesus in the clouds
Let him know right now that
I take it all back
If there really is a muscular, cackling
Red Devil
at the devil in the weeds
I think he's after me
But this is love who do you love?
Who? Who?
The fisherman pulled a knife
Like he would fight me for his life
a sucker gonna die
Fuck your fucking dead homies bitch you never gonna slide
Keep talking all that shit but homie we know you gone hide
I've been riding with
watching, they like "who is that?"
I'm that nigga, but I don't brag,
You won't catch me doing that
"He ain't on shit!"
Hope they keep assuming that
A Glock
to focus on going to prom tho (Ohhh)
Use to be me, you can tell by my songs oh (ohhhhh)
But that was the old me, boy be long gone tho (Ohhh)
That's why I
[Music by Arkadius, Marcel; Lyric by Marcel]
[A nameless warrior:]
So long he is gone
With a pale servile face
His way led him through
A cold bloody
we were gone astray
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
From God that is our Father
The blessed Angel came
wonder, is there really time for everything,
Or will it end too soon?
Will it end too soon?
Lazy river, muddy water
Mother Nature's silent daughter.
I give love the my father and my mother,
and thanking my brothers for being there when my life was in the gutters.
My sisters was by my side when I
Under the blistering heat of the African sun
Men, women and children of starved of even a can of water
The pain of the potato
Lamenting the days gone by
by the Burger King
Young love, but we thought it was eternity
Raw sex, never thought about paternity
But now this cunt is trying to murder me
how much you miss a person, until they gone
Like to hear it? Hear it go, I'm rehearsing, gotta sing my song
I know I've done some wrong, but I can't
A single mother
Struggles hard;
Her child's neglected,
In her own backyard.
An absent father;
The T.V.'s on;
A little reminder
That hope is
Who's that knockin' on my door?
It's gotta be a quarter to four.
Is it you again, comin' round for more?
Well, you can love me tonight if you
and was moved by the grief of her parents
When we lay....
(disco)
Catch a ball that she threw
Then she's gone and I never knew
Turn around she's back again,
blacks out
Day by day pushin me away others them a turn
others stayed tried to relate
to make me see I was wrong no its too late
back biting,street
watched my pain
A gift-wrapped nothing is all you ever gave
A daughter cries
A brother runs
A mother screams in twisted tongues
A father hangs his head
Who's that knockin' on my door?
It's gotta be a quarter to four.
Is it you again, comin' round for more?
Well, you can love me tonight if you
Where dead men lies I'm paralyzed, my brothers' eyes are gone
And he shall be buried here, nameless marks his grave
Mother home, get a telegram
Im standing up, Im holding on
i just made it through the storm
by all rights i should be gone
they said id never make it i'll prove them all wrong
i
life, you can't take shit from me
You can't get haunted by your past, you'll end up seein' ghosts
I'm leavin' softer bees in a Ghost smokin' dope and I
Where dead men lies I'm paralyzed, my brothers' eyes are gone
And he shall be buried here, nameless marks his grave
Mother home, get a telegram
You know Jude
Hmm oh my God
That guy is just something else
He's so jealous of his brother
He's so jealous
Like he's envious
He's talking ill of them
own one
And you want me to tell me that what you've done is okay
So now you gonna be another father?
And I will be a different kind of mother
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