Lyrics:
You're trinity is father, son and Noisy spirit
Our trinity is father, son and Holy Spirit
That's the big difference between You and me
You're looking
You're trinity is father, son and Noisy spirit
Our trinity is father, son and Holy Spirit
That's the big difference between You and me
You're looking
father would honour his first daughter - who birthed all Us.
Turf sodden with her seed, girth trodden by greed who threaten to usurp all that she Breed
Her
take you with me
Then plops into the ground like a nickel in a Zoltar machine
Y'all
Dusk is my mother
Between a night sky so huge we measure it in
today
Pray that if one day I'm blessed with a child my son or my daughter will have me around
Live up to my word is my realest trait
Inspire by being
the time
And we'll stay in the ocean, ocean
Lone survivor of sons and daughters that were eaten by predators
Couldn't be protected too much by their father
space to breathe
I know perception is key, so I am king
The other side has never mortified my mortal mind
The borderline between insanity is father
I have an 11 year old son, and it's a different time now for young women. You have all that. I see beautiful women, female comics that do their
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
Oh
Oh
I watched my old gods all collapse
Were way more violent than my cartoon past
It's like my father said before he croaked
"Son, you're
'Till you give it away
A father lived in silence
Saw his son become a man
There was a distance felt between them
'Cause he could not understand
perhaps the conceit and envy of your fathers
Erupt from you as a flame and as the frenzy of revenge
What was silent in the Father speaks in the Son
And I
Miles and miles of roads, some fast and some are slow
When I was a young man, my father would tell me so
He said, Son don't you worry now this will
I've tried, but I cannot escape
This pain, misery conjuring inside of me
I will devour the father and the holy son
Upon this pulpit their blood
to the flip side
Via migrating clusters
That's better than colony
My own father's son is the holy ghost
Suck that theology high king for a day or
Peasant for
off these mental rhythms
Rolled between similes as bright as the sun
While the words burn smooth over the tongue
Inhale my knowledge like a father
(Burrrrp) Oh, yeah, oh, you son of a bitches
(It gets so fuckin' crabby in this booth, man)
(It's like 90 degrees in here)
(Smells like cigarettes
on, they done
Did it again, they claim another one
A rising sun, who fell back to his father's lair
His father wasn't there, just an empty chair
walking,
By mountain, field, and stream,
And he'd show me thing,
Not known to kids,
A secret between him and me.
Like the colors on a pheasant,
As he
callousness bound
The I, the Krystl-AH's cry
By the father, the son the spirit of sound
A diamond perfected
The soul once reflected
Can see between the lights
sung
I'm from the land of Rambos, I've seen samurais and handguns
Where it's "Fuck that" and "fat mom", but me, I'm my dad's son
Ain't hard to see my
smaller But I’m still my father’s son
G Em Am D
I always knew when I came home
You’d see that I’ve changed and I’ve grown
I didn’t forge this path alone
Long ago when I was just
A boy of tender years
My father told me life's a road
Paved with joy and tears
And as you travel you must choose
Between
lost and had no advice
But I feel like I was one to blame
Until an angel came in my life
Then suddenly I felt like I was saved
To the Father, Son
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