Lyrics:
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
to him
Back down the trail of the winding path
I hear some voices behind me start to laugh
They were the souls of
The children I'd released
From the grave
Fo' you know it ya noggins split ya bottom teeth is falling out
Got a problem wit partner, I see him in the city and call him out
It wasn't for
All I see is dark skies, I'm praying for some new weather
Trial and error in life and i'ma get through whatever
Can't go back to them days, I gotta
outta keep
But man has the world strayed from protecting our children
We've failed these generations by trusting institutions
Who have been corrupted by
of spirals
Where children use to visit but is present tensely silent
No action like a predicate that underscores the sentence
I weld the sword of omens cut
I learned guitar, I's taught by Robert Zimmerman
I told him I liked his accent and he said “what is it but plain cmerican?”
I got a car, bought it
and back
Hip-hop's Maurice Green the way
I'm running tracks
Man who could fuck with that, fam nobody
Gotdamn so hot, he got fans all on him, ahk
I said it
alright
He is the way and the truth and the life
No one comes to the Father except through Christ
For we walk by faith and not by sight
Walk by faith
some damage too ya iris
Aiding you out of the clutches of
The devil
You can't trust him
Trust me it's getting ugly
Cause his time it running out and
I
Now it's David vers' Goliath
Fuck you and your Pale Rap Youtube hit
If I shoot two clips you won't be around
To see how many views you get
Yo, so you
I think that it's funny he wanna be me (Gang)
My momma used to tell me, I was go sow what I reap (Right)
He say that I'm pussy, Igh then let's see
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
gently by the arm,
Then it said to him with its sacred charm:
"Rise and walk with me, you won't be harmed"
It quietly led him towards the great window,
The soldier blown across the floor his blood a crimson lake
They never heard him cry or shout they never heard him moan
And they turned their children's faces
one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my
the in-crowd just wasn't our thing
There was a whole lot more than we could see on these plains
Well, some people just seem to get stuck, and hang around
I'ma worship The King, Jesus living in me
Some people really don't like it, but I don't care what they see
I don't care what they say, I ain't
on poor natives
I've come to believe with some degree of certainty
This place locks hearts away as well as the chains you see
But I am stilled by scripture
shoulder and tell him about his brush strokes?
Them opinions, I don't trust those
I apologize, the city made a nigga so cut-throat
Every hood love me, but
they were all silent
Alas for mankind
Never came a messenger to them, but they would mock him
Do they not see how many generations we have destroyed
in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he Schwarzenegger
Fools don't take him I took him across the liver
Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from
before I go
A word or two to Mary
I must add some of my own
He was the truest friend I ever had
I'll keep writing letters to her
To help the children
could see thru the screen! (Somebody is watching me)
Strapped on them black Timbos, with that stupid red hat looking like I'm Chris Kringle
I'll stomp him
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