Lyrics:
from below deck
And he's grasping a lad by the arm
A poor little ragged young urchin
That ought to have been with his ma
And the mate asks the boy pretty
loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes
If grace is an ocean,
by
Can’t stay sober if I tried couldn’t say if you ask why
girl doin' a handstand (look at me)
Copped them 28-inch Birdmans (check out me)
With fine brown eyes (OK, OK)
I'm the son of Cash Money, the father
girl doin' a handstand (look at me)
Copped them 28-inch Birdmans (check out me)
With fine brown eyes (OK, OK)
I'm the son of Cash Money, the father
At two lost eyebrows lisping into the unexpected
And the archetypal postman delivering your seed letters
Whose eyes are black eggs really
Upon a long
say
So today I pray you'll meet me halfway!"
God said "ask thou shall receive"
I bowed "domination by the grace of thee!"
Well I had a brother his
to rain,baby I can take away ya pain if ya trust
Me close ya eyes feel the magic never leave when ya need me I do ya just
Like daddy
I met her when she was
So be careful how you care for and treat the people you love
As I target my demons, I ask for strength from up above
And even though my eyes are open,
just, just listen
So, what you're seeing on the camera's not exactly what had happened
In the morning Aidan got drunk
At the table by the counter
In
When I called on my nursemaid
Come sit by my side
But she cuts through my ribcage
And pushes the pills deep in my eyes (eyes, eyes, eyes
from being overwhelmed by debt, and the tyranny of men
O Allāh! I seek of You well-being in this world as well as in the Hereafter
O Allāh! I ask
blessings and peace be upon him and his Family, and on the creed of our fore-father Ibrāhīm who was upright, a Muslim, and not an idolater
O Allāh! By Your
Produced by: Skeyez Beats
Skit Vocal by: PlanZ普兰兹一
Recorded by: 瑞
Mixed/Mastered by: 瑞/郭子翊
PlanZ’s Voicemail:
More Vision, break a leg, boy
Stevv
If you ask me would I die for this shit pray to god don't let me die when I get rich
I cross my Ts and don't my eye hit a lick tell my granny not
we started
Even though it was harder, and you begin to realize they were treating you like a modern day martyr
Father forgive me—wait, they keep taking
They say don't let them in
Close your eyes and clear your thoughts again
But when I'm all alone
They show up on their own
Cause inner demons fight
of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me
And oh
How He loves us oh
Oh
to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking (ha ha)
So, heaven meets earth like a sloppy, wet kiss
And my heart turns
For the father's
And all the mothers
To all the sisters
And all my brothers
For the family
We gon make it
Til they crack the gates
We'll be waiting
back in time to the winter storm set inside his eyes alive
I'm a cautionary tale without a father
Sure to fail
But listen
That problem is frail compared
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
You hadn't seen your father in such a long time
He died in the arms of his lover, how dare he?
Your mother never left the house
She never married
God[02:48.54]Please protect that boy[02:49.48]Down there with seraph eyes[02:51.05]I'm terrified; terrorized by the lengths[02:53.44]Of my imaginative mind[02:54.85]Is
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