Lyrics:
a vengeance
17. Must be bewitched, I'm a foolish Galatian
18. Saving myself like I don't need a savior
19. Sinking like Peter go down like a anchor
20. Pride
the motherfuckers that was down with me from day one Imma pay your way
Carry my city on my back I got it this type of shit come with some weight
Money in my pocket
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Racism probably hit 'em where it's gonna hurt
Black car, I'ma need a white chauffeur
Big stars from afar, I'm a goner
Far
grabbed, man snitchin'
By sixteen, had bare convictions
Couldn't get a job, but I couldn't stay down
Decide the roads was the only way out
Every day, had
straight
Just tryna figure out in this life
Where you went astray so you can fix it
And when you get heaven-sent he opens up his gates
But it's hard with
already won? (Dumb)
Just juice, gave 'em five, how's he alive? (Splash)
Bro gave him seven and sent him to Heaven, went up but got revived
Pull up
finna be
This, that, and the third
Boy did I learn, tables turn
Billy Holiday burned down to play when my nerves drowned my focus away
Swerving in
fine
It ain't about that
I opened up for cats who ain't as dope as me
While I rip the flow, they lips sink, the show hopelessly
From Heaven I was set
Bethlehem
It's the Sunz of Man, I'm gon' send in
A world premier on the frontier for a year
Those with the ear, let 'em hear
I ride the camel, wearin'
the ones with the holes in their souls
Only Heaven knows, how many of them kiled with the flow
And how you done lived with their dough
And with
down
By the ignorant of doctrine?
CONSECRATION
These aren't Christian "e's"
Learn 'em better than your A,be,see,'s
In your mind cause them be
Children growing in a world speeding so selfishly . It's a nice day to be
Alive .
*SAM* Chorus
Bounce your head and get down with us (Understand it)
Throw
finna be
This, that, and the third
Boy did I learn, tables turn
Billy Holiday burned down to play when my nerves drowned my focus away
Swerving in
down with strawberry bags
I push 'em out every week
Cosmic gospel apocalypse
Pop the red to your beak
Anybody catch the Euronymous who stopping us
far I came
True me mane I was ruthless
Young Ty man was a tyrant and foolish
Now I'm grown up giving game to the youth
Now I️'m levels up looking
Down
just dripping on the oldies
I'm a nuisance
Looking hungry so the kiddies
Never stick me up
Pray my hand and my past don't show
Bust a couple bags make em
Ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah, okay
Okay, like, heaven couldn't find me
I was lost up in the dark
Thumbin' through my blue
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