Lyrics:
There's a big white truck
Driven by a little white man
Flags in the back
With the empty beer cans
Proud of his country
Proud of his kin
Proud of his
Jesus was a working manC DmAnd a hero you will hearC Dm AmBorn in the town of BethlehemDm GmAt the turning of the yearA7 DmAt the turning
simple little mind has become
He who saved so many will never save again
Have you ever met your god face to face
So called miracles but how can you know
demons tryna get me out my zone
So call on any angels to bring halos when I feel I alone
Bombing hits Shout out Pujols till they walk me by
Hit curves
Surrounded by these demons and shit
I feel inflicted
Fucking voices in my head
Tears in my face
But nobody listens
I slit my wrist hoping that God
emergency)
I moved up from a Private to a Sargent
You can see it in the scar face
Hidden in a dark place, swimming in the shark tank
Give a bitch a little
a cypher
Streaming from mars
This is a cypher
Inspired by mars
Not Mars the god
I'm talking mars bars
Swinging on these bars
I'm about to go ape shit
complicate it
Little compensation
World domination
Building generations
Of Otaku sanctions
God told me people need saving
I will be a hero that will bring
dance
Dance Imma dance, Imma do my little dance
While I hold liquor in my hands
Imma do my little dance
5 God, against the odds
Got a few hundred, paid my
God damn, god damn, conversations with legends
Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren
Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch
got issues
First is trust and the second's you
God, a little trust is a dangerous thing
It's gonna kill, kill, kill you if you let it back in
noggin
Wonderin' why God would even let this tragedy happen
Losin' some loved ones, or people that you've never met
I've heard both sides, so let me speak
girl now)
Fully grown with your hormones now
Got your own home and you alone
Wanna bone, wanna moan, get your back blown out
(No more daddy's little
Two, three, four
Little by little, bit by bit
Stuck in the middle, got to get
Out of the crossfires, into the ice
Dissatisfaction won't suffice
I
the smoke
And these rappers big me up 'cause they don't need me at their throats
Little pussies, see you brothers plotting on the low
Having little
Baby ima T.H.U.G. A true hero under God
Baby I'm a thug
It's hard to show love
I'm so used to
Giving daps and knucks
Baby press your luck
And see
Thank god for rock bottom
Thank god for me falling down
Wasn't for all my problems
I'd have nothing left to talk about [Woop]
Live a life you would
made millions of dollars, but I'm still alone until I come home back to you
I remember all of the times we were parked by your house and laughed all
The first one was a little house near summer
May
Gone now but I can't forget the old spot
Gray
Paint with a big tree in the front
I remember you was
Welcome to a place
Where everything's a little bit strange
Talking to a man
Strung out on the streets of LA
I got to know the devil by his name
When
tryna vibe on you when I'm zooted
Yea, I'm tryna slide on you when it's too lit
She be by my side even when it's late
You a wetty, I hope it ain't too
the smoke clears
And I've seen the light
Surrounded by four walls padded in white
In a strait jacket damn it!
This isn't the end curses, super hero!
We shall
gave her to leave
She completes my soul
Got a rug rat crawling on the floor
He's the little man that I adore
He drew a picture of his hero and he says
Rest in peace to my mothafucka biggie smalls
That's right boy, it's goin' on
Right here, thug life
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
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