Lyrics:
a public execution
So I hope you walk by divine faith
You tried to put a couple chains on but
I'm the fighting type like a Primeape
I spit a tirade
Because
hot like jone
three and five six like the reese all smooth
Culo
Repeat Chorus
One summertime too far
Hangin' with what you movr for
Lucy and Tierra
I took a break from the album this the outcome
Ima kill careers i’m sick of hearing all of their mouths run
They been trying to X me out like my
rappers!
When they see that cold-guy
Roll by, they like, "Oh my!"
"Prof, when the album drop? "
Tell 'em to hold tight
Eh, don't you know I got the studio
Yeah, I did a rock album
That's 'cause I'm a rock star
I'm from where the Moes push rocks like the tomb of Jesus
To put new 22's on they coupe
Sellin'
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
to get Yeezy
He working on the album so it ain't gon' be easy
Damn, and my girl just caught a nigga
Rolled up unannounced she ain't even call a nigga
Uh! Its that boy Magnificent
AKA Maaagno
The Rookie Of Da Year
Be on the lookout for that solo album coming soon
[Magno]
It's Magnificent, but you
By: Boe Araya ,Yeah, I come through sippin pepsi blue, booo
I go better than Maya Angeluo and skip to my lou, skip on these nuts fo show kid, while I
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me Merle
There must be something to show
Yeshua
Jesus of Nazareth
Did he really exist
Or was he only a myth
Certainly this is a name
With millenniums
Of influence
Drop the album, look what I done
Plenty more on the horizon
Same me when the night's done
Same circle never widens
This girl's hand lookin' empty I
and rights
And oppose the things we faced with
Amused by our cries
And dismissing all that we saying
Even despise
Our willingness to see some changes
These are
we gone give it to ya, that Jesus way
And no not Carlito, best believe I got that sauce frito, hit em out the park, I was the big bambino
Been dropping
could it be
Grab the old Browning she's a side by side
Hop in the truck and go for a ride
Jones boys better not be on my land
Swear it's them who's been
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
the title track of Joe's most recent album, produced in Nashville by Jeremy Redmon. Written by Joe Vasconcelos and Grace Knodt
Flex (Yeah flex)
She like the way I'm stepping
Album dropping soon I still got jammers in collections
Headed to the top ain't never stopping living
We all have fallen from his grace
I'm glad He saved me
Live by grace through faith in Jesus
I looked up at my iPhone clock it read three three three
Mmm, Walk around like I was untouchable, Spirit on me in the flesh (Flesh)
Live by the code, live in the moment, I'm living by faith and don't know
God's Hand by Summer Frost Jones
Verse 1:
In this world we will have troubles
But take heart for God has overcome
He's got the whole world in
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
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