Lyrics:
oh Bill
What would I do with her?
What could I do for her?
A bum with no money
You can have fun with a son
But you gotta be a father to a girl
I'm quick to bombercars
That fuck your armor, cause I cause mad trauma
No comma, straight through your mama like acid
I fucked her, then I did it,
more
But it only goes so far
Because the law don't change another's mind
When all it sees at the hiring time
Is the line on the color bar, no, no, no
that once was beautiful
Is now in ruins
The earth is an open wound
Which slowly fades
No more years of life
Everything is black
Slain by Thors
I can't say I love you
I got more than a thousand problems on my mind
I'm commin' from the dark and light's so hard to find
Can't concentrate I
Tonedeff's slays giants, as if my legal name's David/
What I say's Blatant, no apologies necessary to glaze the game blazing/
Touch overdubs or change
next bonus
The second he's in power, like an exponent
Cause he had his ex moanin'
Until he caught a spasm
But by the next mornin'
Multiply they orgasms
Father was born by Daisy May Welch
Mister was a barber, never learned to drive
In the old house his brother's first son
Next to where the eldest died
poor atonement
hopin' the thought that there isn't really more condones it
but don't it ever seem strange and deranged to see art work with no author's
Just beyond that door
He prays for he has no more tears to weep
The day begins to break
A muffled drums begins to sound
A crowd begins to gather in
made me
The ghetto seems so in peace
Man, that I moved to the suburbs and there's more police
Where I'm from, a fiend'll pack a gun
Overton, Jersey
just another memory when I go
Will you forgive me all my sins
And gather me back in
Like the prodigal son no more to roam
Will you let me once again call
to do the beef slab
Then I'm out, but nigga just be beggin for some more
Cause I got the type of shit that's in demand like an AIDS cure
[Breezly Brewin]
down, my brother, this was your day
Rest you now, we will meet again
Close your eyes, lay still, no more pain
Washed away, your blood, a gentle rain
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
were shackles on my hands
Tried to deny it, 'til oppression took command
Turned to the Savior and He opened up my eyes
It caught me by surprise, told me
Final scar
Soon the obliteration will be total, leaving no more
Millennium two
Will not be renewed
The bodies, corpses and souls will then be exhumed
shoulders.
It's true, what you do. Listen.
I believe, I believe in the things they said.
Your promises, no more promises.
Sons and brothers they die side by
We come guns blazing like the young sons of Satan
Some occasions gun play comes into the equations
Gotta keep the chrome for home invasions
the waters you give
Come and nourish our souls, we need your gift to live
I sit by the window pane
Waiting for the wind to rain
When will it fall down
no more this millennium
It's never again to me or anyone
So think harder when you refer to us
Rather make our children martyrs than murderers
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
Fingaz]
A'yo no fuckin around, buckin around
Duckin 'em down, believe me son, shuttin 'em down
If you commercial put yo' ass under the ground
That's why
you and got in the bed,
With your mother, and you knew she knew about it,
But daddy always told her to keep quiet about it.
Now no one will ever know,
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