Lyrics:
our hands
Wash our hands
Solar powered water energized by the sun
Faces too?
No I'm sweaty from all this drama
Now what?
Take your pen
And write down
where the growth is, 'cause fall is approaching
Nigga trying to see me with boasting? I'll rip out your nose ring
Brooklyn, and the Ville where my home
down on Glaciers of Ice
Sidewalk executives, live the street life consecutive
We built for this, go for your gun
My prospective is, another day in
[Akon:]
I don't like to fuss or fight
Just trying to live life rightt
Don't take my kindness for weakness
Cause I will take your life...
At first I will
slap a mule and take the life from a donkey
On the other hand, mommy was the type to work two jobs
Never enough money, that's why I got your whole crew
slap a mule and take the life from a donkey
On the other hand, mommy was the type to work two jobs
Never enough money, that's why I got your whole crew
that I'm an animal
I just need a couple pairs
It could feel nice
Hoes kneel to me like Christ but in real life
Confused so they say I'm possessed
My
Your Word Is Living In My Heart
And I Will Praise You With A New Song, My Soul Will Bless You Lord
You Fill My Life With Greater Joy, As I Delight Myself
Will Not Be Shaken
My Hope It Comes From You Alone, My Lord And My Salvation
Your Praise Is Always On My Lips, Your Word Is Living In My Heart
And I Will
why the Lord put certain people in my life
And the way he started blessing me, uh
I guess before my inner-demons got the best of me
Like sneezing was
linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
in my circumference,
refused
Had a chick Uptown, one in Queens and one in Jersey
Sometimes all you need to get by, is a girlie
But yo I still wasn't happy
I seen a lot
lose my teeth or my demeanor, I still got my physique
Your clique weak, still tweakin out in public a blunder
So I pretend I do not see it, so I seem
to make a dollar out of what makes sense
Add it up, told my daddy I'd be a rich man
You never know when your fate gon' switch hand
Get today's solid
Lord And My Salvation
Your Praise Is Always On My Lips, Your Word Is Living In My Heart
And I Will Praise You With A New Song, My Soul Will Bless You
stuck in my head
Here in Paris rain is falling
My heart belongs to Brooklyn
Life is easier where we can join our hands
Your face is a face that's stuck
[Akon:]
I dont like to fuss or fight
Just trying to live life rightt
Don't take my kindness for weakness
Cuz i will take your life....
At first i will walk
if not, where the hell did it go?
'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven just choosing to sin
Even if it means I'm selling my soul,
exploited.
Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm
And hand-held flame-throwers.
The poor and underprivileged are raped and tormented
By leaders who
they already tapped your line
Medicine is big business so my remedies is herbal
It's music is for the people so we Reflection Eternal
Listen, you hear
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
Looming over this little town
Is a monument to cowards and lies
A place where as a child
I was deceived and led to be blind
But now in my adult
by the boobies, booby trapped
All white Bentley, I call that mama
My life crazy, like Obama's
You talk slick? Well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, I'm
Your fed through the morsels that make Brooklyn Soup
I want the truth but it's buried in some movie script
In it the main characters carry switch blades
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