Lyrics:
troops in 1863
now those battlefields are marked and paragraphed
And maintained by national park service trust
at night I walked through those fields
y'all
I'm lighting up for all my soldiers at war
As I sit back and watch
The ashes on my cigar fall
They say death comes in threes
Who's next in line?
blessings and reconstructed by lessons
I stand now in the streets shouting hymns of a man resurrected
And yes, he will come again
And when I meet him I’ll
the waterfall on my wrist and my neck
I ain't goin' soft, not a pimp in distress
I'm a sex symbol, bitches love me to death
Since November, I've been buyin'
Baby telling me you
Got a perfect shape
So won't you turn around baby
I wanna picture how you look in the nude
Looking at you to see if it's true
you before Eve
Ruff riding through the streets in sync with swiss beatz
Two albums in a year making that swiss cheese
I hope you owed your masters you
Cause of Death by Obituary
Reekomposer vocals Tony Reviere
With the dying body dead
With the dying the coming rotting
With the dying the coming rot
jumping jacks, jump out of a tree and Pretend You're a dodo bird, or pee in your brand new pair of Air Jordan's
So enjoy your album
And remember
To stop by
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' niggas known for tellin' bitches fuck it in the late night
"Last
levels you haven't mastered yet
Walk the path of death
Calm men are those scorched
By the dragon's breath
Ammo kept by a valiant vet the plan is set
Feel
momma don't know I'm destined for doom
I ant scared of death I bet I'm going there soon
I've been in this war four years this June
Singing the same tune,
navigate really I just be cruising
Shout out to 317 low key they got me booming
We walk by faith and not sight
Discerning your direction from with in
So tell
a single album now everybody knows us
Sipping on boba never watching Roma
Replacing my Mercedes that got taken by the tow truck
Yeah bitch, the next drinks
From way back I show now weakness when I speak this
Mentally strong to keep this hit in my speeches given
Now listen from the beginnin' 'til I reach
science
My death been arranged down
The line in a page
That’s a hostage
That’s set on fire like sage
In an apartment
I seek therapy from
Yesu duk da album da single
(We are singing songs of Jesus in albums and single)
Muna gangara ruhu mai tsarki shi ne muke bi
(We are on a cruise the holy
enough
5 albums in two weeks
Nigga I’m
Calling your bluff
Residuals
That’s the name of the game
Sold my last catalog for 15 million Nigga stay in ya lane
Alchemist you know me man
I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio
Soon as I hear the track, you know what I'm
love you)
(I love you)
I woke up out that coma 2001
'Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001
Three years later the album is done
Aftermath presents,
handicaps and made it here without one
On my last album I was going insane
I still am just by now I've gotten used to the pain
Take more green to my head
Yeah
Just how much a heart can take's
Contingent on how hard it breaks
Nothin' in this world can change
That you're always a part of me
Are you
em out
Internet, they blog & pout
A big fact that's word of mouth
I'm locked in, I'm never out
Album three make the business boom
No comp, tell em get
He a buffoon
Slanging dope on the low like a bassoon
The gangstas don't pop out in June
If we go to the circus I'm bringing the goons
In bed we
words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the death
And while
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