Lyrics:
profit from this world, nothing could be this sweet
But I will come out leaning on my beloved as deep cries out to deep
In my joy or mourning, your mighty
guide us
It falls upon something that's inside us
So I'm not gonna stop for my riders
Tell me where my ride is
Tell me where my ride is, uh
And I don't
Fastidious and devious
The future is insidious
Life is cruel and hideous
The rich rule imperious
Invidious delirious
My pen hit grooves like Finneas
Take music
Woke up needing somebody to talk to this morning
Never had someone to talk to consult my pain
So I lock it up
With the clothes I wear
With my swag
forgets that I'm
Young someone my age
I just should not be wasting my
Time here replacing his mom"
Brenda and Eddie had started already by the
Time I
This is your call, there are no wrongs
See you'll never conclude with anyone else
Don't think the same as everyone else
If I had everything,
girl so thorough she been with me from the start
Hid my drugs from the NARC's, hid my guns by the parts
I got this model chick that don't cook or clean
these rocks this creek?
Raton Canyon by name pours
Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
into your angler'd maw
My salt maw shall
God gave me style, God gave me grace
God give me style, God give me grace
God put a smile on my face
Ha-ha, God put this smile on my face
God
they know
Their fingerprints are hidden by control
This is where the line is drawn, see
You can't take my soul away from me
What do you need
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
"I write to you, my dearest friend, my only personal friend
My mind is weak and body torn by isolation's hold
So, desperately I write to you inside
I think this is the perfect time for me
To go on a little rant, i don't think
Yeah that's what ima do
You can listen or not
Im just gonna start
in the spot and grabbed the beat by the pressure point
I got the voc' in touch
I tell my bitch I'ma, give up drinkin' when she give her emotions up
Too
Fishers of men
Follow Me
Follow Me
Follow Me
Follow Me
At the end of myself
Judgment calls out my name
I've been looking for love
But I'm swallowed by
as Dua Lipa
Where the fuck my pen go?
Second fiddle to weirdos
You feel like Eddie Winslow
Street Fighter like Birdie
Keep a stick like Rolento
Did you win
sleep
Purring
This shit Is deep
We’re in
Pets make me like A hitachi
I stay hot like hibachi
You know alligator Jesus?
Keeps my grillOn fleek
Let’s
from one
Player to another I think uncovered another
Beloved truth yeah theres nothing to lose by being
You honestly theres nothing else you should do so
for this is my father's world
If I keep my eyes on Jesus, I can walk on water
If I keep my eyes on Jesus, I can walk on water
If I keep my eyes
and I have put up a Hindo , Hindo is a swing which is seen in rural areas and which is used by ladies during the monsoon festival of Teej)
Aavan jaavan
me on, leaving My feet open this time to return
The playful gestures
As I tap, tap, tap this ad on my phone's screen in a friend's Apartment, it is 106
my beloved brethren
Every good gift and every Perfect gift is from above
And comes down from the Father of lights
With whom there is no Variation
shame
A crown held firmly in Your gaze
You stood and took the blame
Amazing love how sweet it is in this
To know that I am called beloved in Him
A child
gauge
Shotgun, 'cause son, the Shane is not the one
The noise bringer, humdinger, funky rhyme stinger
Bring your girl to my show and I'ma swing her
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