Lyrics:
Don't let me pass you by
Tomorrow there will be no rain
Tomorrow there'll be no more pain
Tomorrow if you feel the same
Call me [x2]
Here's
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
Sweetly, softly, gently, pulsing
Pull me in till I cry no more
Sweetly, softly, gently, lulling
Until (sighs)
Congratulations
You got what you wanted
the diamonds in my soul
From the pressure filling up right, ask my momma no question
'Til she ready, to talk on the messes that made her son sigh
Turned into
live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's a no no (no no)
And I got it for the low low (low low) we getting rich off this coco
I live by
no more, it's 'bout trying to show off
And it feels like any minute the bomb is about to go off
Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no
more
Said it ain't bout that money, it's bout who you go get it fo'
It aint where you live, it's bout how you feel in your home
It's not who's around you
to murder me (Naw hold up man don't shoot, I live over there)
Land of the beautiful (ay, ay man what you doin)
Cursed by the hate we throw (you trippin' dawg)
red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do
she was one
Went and met a new girl, even had a couple sons
All the time she would try to ask "Mama why he leave"
All she ever did was sigh and say
There will be no more anguish
And no more fear
And no more bloodshed on the red frontier
And we shall live again
Well, the wind took my train up
competes to get to top place, but
I ain't even in the race
No more breath or time to waste
Life's to short for the stress or the strain
Content when my son's
with your momma (hell no)
Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma
Now sing it with me, son!
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it
don't want to hide no more
Don't want to live my life behind closed doors
Know I'm done with all the arguments
I don't wanna fight no more
I don't wanna
please?
I don't have my license and registration right now
But if you give me a chance, I can go home and get it
Oh what are you a wiseguy son?
No I
please?
I don't have my license and registration right now
But if you give me a chance, I can go home and get it
Oh what are you a wiseguy son?
No I
I've seen it all
I have seen the trees
I have seen the willow leaves dancing in the breeze
I've seen a man killed by his best friend
And lives
But now we’re not together
No more of that forever
I wrote a couple letters
But you never wrote back
You found yourself another
But I know he ain’t
Both complimented by repeating rhythmic funk
Traveling speeds at well over a hundred miles an hour
But then again, it couldn't have been much more over
say I'm back at it
One life, so son live it
I'm committed, never did it and wish that I undid it
Young kiddies listen, the one talkin' ain't really
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
I used to want
I believe in a hill called mount calvary
I believe whatever the cost
And when time has surrendered
And earth is no more
I'll still cling
You are (You are)
You are (You are)
You are (You are)
More than enough (Oh son of God)
You are (You are)
You are (You are)
You are (You are)
More than
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