Lyrics:
heard
Next night we did a show, in New Orleans
Same gangstas same old scene
Yellin' at seventh at ninth ward
I see my homies from the third
baptized (Baptized)
We was livin' up in College Park (College Park)
Midnight, heard the gunfight (Gunfight)
Playin' football at Forest Park (Forest Park)
but I'm wishing I'd stayed
In the back room something I heard you say
We didn't wanna call it too early
Now it seems a world away but I miss that day
was a yellin' out the secret code, too, Coy. Dad blame it we gonna have to change it now, Coy! We gonna have to have a special meetin', we get back
Diamonds heard shots so I'm 'bout to be dead
I got shot 24 times in the head
By an R9, guess I'll get off instead
We landed in Runoff
I'm popping my gun off
We put her living in the tomb!
But I dared not, I dared not speak!
Yes, have I not heard her footsteps on the stair?
Yes, do I not
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He’s just nice, he just slice like a ginsu
Look at the life that I been through
We the last real niggas alive
That’s
thought "f'king great, nothing to it, lets have another one!" F'king second one goes down... fifteen minutes
later we're on our third banana daquery. Now,
peace
We're done we can take it no further
Heard the angels cry and they scream MURDER! MURDER!
Heard the angels cry and they scream MURDER! MURDER!
Know
Thy name
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we
it comes undone
Angels we have had heard on high
Lordy how these footsteps fly
Angels we have had heard on high
Lordy how these footsteps…
Crimson
In God we trust, in God we trust.
I waited patiently for God to help me
Then he listened and he heard my cry
He has given me a new song to sing
and I heard her presentation on the great
Norwegian feminist writer Cora Sandel. I had been intrigued by Sandel
and Altmulig, introduced myself, and we
Have you heard it the original wordsmith
Twenty four seven on a beat I deserve this
I'll first second and third it with the verses I have a purpose
Have you heard it the original wordsmith
Twenty four seven on a beat I deserve this
I'll first second and third it with the verses I have a purpose
probably pumps Germanium
When I die, they should have my wake in a stadium
You can witness my body beamed up by aliens
Radiation poisonin that will probably
how these fools die (Die die)
Waitin' on school by (By by)
Have you on the news by (By)
Y'all know how the story goes
We give a fuck about award
That's your third strike
Not a space in my head
You occur by
Hands around my neck
Till they turn white
Love that shit high waisted
With the shirt tied
I'm
was broke
I wonder if we stayed that way, would there have been gun smoke?
Still on the block around fiends numb from coke, I guess so
Cause now with
was broke
I wonder if we stayed that way, would there have been gunsmoke?
Still on the block around fiends numb from coke, I guess so
'Cause now
a lot of words that have tickled many ears
That's why I praise God for the Word that we adhere
The Word became flesh, lived for thirty years
Died at 33,
it’s so
Boring by the third day into
It and of that night
In the twenty-four hours, I
Was on the twenty-third, i turded on ‘em
And he heard a lot more
downstairs
You did it in your regular voice?
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin-
Look, it doesn't even have to be
High-pitched 'cause, 'cause this is
Remember
This song is for our brother Kevin Anthony Noriega
And for those who have lost a brother you'll be greatly missed
I can hear the Angel's calling
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