Lyrics:
heart
Fuck that fame that’s not what I want
Paint my tombstone like its art
I just wanna lay by the gates in the forest
Take away all the pain but don
or by striving only by Holy Spirit
Only by your Spirit
Only by your Spirit
No, I don't need to muster up some kind of strength
Cause You are the author,
Watch him do designer drugs by the gram, get what they asked for
Life be action packed but don't nothin' distract from the cash flow
Dope boy fashion,
Don't be envious
Good comes to those
That hope
Spare a thought for the ingenuous
From the cradle to the grave
Life is like a dice game
From the cradle
I don't wanna, get left behind
So I tell you what I'm gonna do to get by
I'm gonna pick you up in my arms, give you all of my love
Soon we'll never
me, bitches in the head beatin 'em (So)
Niggas wanna ride by the crib all slow (Oh)
We clap motherfucker, want a real rap show?
Fiends are rushin
want to be your flesh and bone
You'll take me to the grave
(Side by side, by side, by side, by side)
(Side by side, by side, by side, by side)
He is Lord Romans 10:8
Ahh my LORD LORD of my soul
The number of my days
You and You alone know
If I don't get raptured
I'm destined for that grave
Cuz
rhyme
this game is life or death and its your soul or mine
we don't play no games boy just tryin' get paid
hope I get rich before they dig my grave
Immortality (don't stand by my grave and weep)
Don't stand by my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
Don't stand by my grave, and weep.
I do not sleep—
Giving it over, giving it over
Yeah, I'm giving myself to a true love at last
Giving myself to a true love at last
You don't know where the wind's
Horror Romeo, I'm creeping again
I'm sorry I can't control these switches by myself
Guess you should put me right back in my cell
I can't tell how
When I'm gone
On my judgment day
Please put a jukebox upon my grave
Don't want no headstone
No cold tears
Just a jukebox to say
A music man
(Any last words?)
(D-Roc)
Mm, mm-mm-mm, yeah
(Lil Top, huh?)
Mm, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm, look, look
Look, now I don't know 'bout what ya
It's a long way I came by all means
I must fall to my grave to top me
So go do what it takes to stop me
Cause you gonna face a one man army
It's a long
Out the mud, makin' runs in a lil' hotel
My dawg, one of my favorite ones, he don't wish me well
Let someone else flip the coin, heads or tails
Would
Don't try holla for a free 16 now I'm sorry but I need to get paid
Can't get me on the phone if you do you can tell by my tone that I need to get
Ayy, slide up in the cut
Better knuck, better buck
We don't duck, bitch, what's up?
We don't duck, bitch, what's up?
I'm a dog, man, I ain't trained
Wanna yell real loud wanna spit in your face
Wanna burn shit down wanna laugh at my grave
Wanna burn shit down wanna laugh at my grave
Hey
I don't wanna
you to the side I don't waste energy
On a stupid little kid tryna piss on my grave
All they do is talk it is twisting my name
Blah blah blah it will
on the open glade that it was a shallow grave,
But not Craig, See cause Craig is nieve plus he smokes weed everyday,
he thought there was money buried in that
hell, and the grave
We win
By the blood of the Lamb
And the word of our testimony
We win
By the Lamb that was slain
And risen again in glory
We win
By
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah)
They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend
Now
their grave.
I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until their fuckin' skin decays."
Attack of the eagles. If they don't fall dead
Before
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