Lyrics:
He tried to work a job
But hurt his pride
They could not do nothing for him
So back to hustlin blocks
And ducking cops with a fully loaded trey duece
there
Because I felt alone
But it's funny how it works out that
When I was with him I was even more
That ended summer came and then I
Fell in love with
get some time to myself
Matter fact It doesn't work I need my mind on a shelf
This back and forth I got declining my health
I'm getting to the point
or
Or I’ll be waitin’ til I be a skeleton
For y’all to be original
By the way, I know it’s in fashion to be oppressed
And you is lookin’ for a reason to stand
Like wet dreams infused with your own genes.
See even when women go into high paying careers, their wages are still cut with blades sharpened by
horoscope
The beam within your rifle scope
The sticky on yo envelope, I make things work
The fabric of the universe within me
I'm infinity envisioned,
yourself a god knowing damn well I do this rap shit
It's 2022 let's stop rapping about cap shit
But I'd be lying to you if I said
I wasn't moved by your
Show me your faith, and I'll show you my faith by my works
Something magical happens when I spit a verse
Yeah for me its like that, but for them its
keep living this way
It's been 6 and a half weeks man, just gimme a break
and if you, take my pad, better mark my words
I'm Caged in this Pen, enraged by
have seen
I have seen the task Elohim has given to the sons of men to be humbled by it
He has made it all, beautiful in its time
even the ages He has put
Overwhelming stress thought
It would be my downfall
Perfectionist personality
With some OCD tendencies
In an unhealthy work place
Yea, that's a bad recipe
You
dream it you can make it come true (yes),
listen inner mind, is crying to you...
But first we need to work hard,
let go of fear, anger,
dress codes
A little skin, attention and a smile, weak men lose control
Miss jackson, if you're nasty, dressed intentional
Traffic stays congested
The sun shines bright upon our last days
All this matter compact in such a fragile place
Yes I've seen the signs
From men that hold the power
real you go shout my name
Story of my life
I've been many places
Seen too many things, men
I've seen many cases
Just wanna be great
And make many pages
many men who watched as the years came and went
I'll always follow my heart for better or worse
If you're scared to take the leap then I'll jump first
Like na na it don't work like that
Like you get what you expect
You know what I'm saying?
So you got to just break the routine
What can we do about our
of Saracens have flowed by my work of sword My Basileus my emperor You have left me no choice but to escape Taking my men and from the hall We are breaking our
strike men
that they might see my good works, then
Glorify He who rolls from earth to Heaven
yo, i think it's evident, Christ takes residence
in hearts
at work to strike the top mast
But as the ropes got stuck we didn't have a chance
It's happening so fast
Waves raging higher
Please let us not die hear
From
A rainy day
The hole is dug through mud and clay
Clergymen huddle close around
Inspect the work with determined frowns
[Chorus]
On the edge
On the shore appeared men, like a welcoming parade.
Banners, flags and arsenal.
But they were not what they appeared to be... as their white flags fell.
the street and some of them were hidden from view by big hedges.
Looking down the street was like looking through the wrong end of a telescope.
His mother
The houses all go racing by
And I'm in someone's yard and
The rivers and lakes
Have rivers of roads to find our country
And birds in their eggs, and men
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