Lyrics:
Jesus passed by, saw a man born blind
His disciples asked saying master who did sin
And Jesus answered, neither this man nor his parents
But
the dead
Abandoned by the light
This shadow will consume him from within
This power that I sense
The rage behind those eyes
Is just a shrouded ghost
of nightmares
Centuries old.
Along the stone walls and spaces between
Near doors and stairwells or in the main hall
He guards our houses and watches our lives
to trap niggas
You in the trap with us, when the lines is as vivid
As the walls on the graph, autographed by the Lord of Wrath
I reside between
Let this muhfucka know that I own my masters
Me he after, he think he master, (he think he master) he think he matter
Just like they say in
the serpent eyes
And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies
But in the halls of Pharaoh the walls are narrow
And religion is like a prison
Wild winds are blowing in my face
Something has changed in this godforsaken place
A distant thunder roars in the horizon
Dark clouds are
[Chorus:]
Just another day, selling ice cream in the bay
And fools trying to get him for his pay
But Master P don't play, it's all about money
on the earth
Who is there that can intercede in His Presence, except by His Permission? He knows what will happen to them (His creatures) in this world, and what
can check my credentials
Master in the MC field
Master, preacher, poet, a teacher
From the master, from the master
I'm the epicenter of this
can check my credentials
Master in the MC field
Master, preacher, poet, a teacher
From the master, from the master
I'm the epicenter of this
he heard his master frown and say
No poor old bones could stand this life of mine
Dapple Rose he doesn't want you anymore
Times gone by you will
Study the game, you can say I'm in college
I feel like a greek, when I walk down the hall
Better than better, I'm liking the pressure
I stick to my plan,
that made in an hour
Send to my bro, text back "that's dope"
Come on swing by let's make a hit fosho
I think we should climb up this slope
Make it
[Master P]
G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
Thats how we late night creep
See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on
And at the side shows cars
building a castle
To go with a lake
Brick-By-Brick
I'm Franklin Saint
Alexander couldn't be this great
Ah
Struggled but didn't complain
The bigger
smoking strong
I talk to Buddha he in the bong
Chopping your neck if you do us wrong
I'll blow this bitch up i'm Jun Tao
You niggas be dressed up in cheap
and gifts in (our) religion, in this world and in the Hereafter; and make us part of their company; and grant us their love; make us die with their faith,
Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I
February, hahah
My little brother C-Murder in this bitch (No Limit)
Master P (Soldiers)
Huh, we gonna feed em weed and Hennesey (I thought I told ya)
in my mind
Yet to wake from hell
c game only when the words were cast
Till 39 years were gone and past
I am the master of this word
I am the master
of the soul when overcharged with awe
I knew the sound well
Threatened in the night by ghouls who wanna spook me
This ain’t feeling right, it’s nothing like in
by this window long enough
You get used to an empty room
And your love is some dust in an old man's cup
Who is tapping his foot to a tune
And your
then we got this second line in for you
(Master P)
In for you
what about you and you
don't fuck with my crew
cause i'll do your
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