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Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
The Imperium Marches Against Gul-Kothoth, Then Dark Sorceries Shall Enshroud The Citadel Of The Obsidian Crown (recounted on the second Bal-Sagoth album
Artist: Ray, Goodman & Brown
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Heaven In The Rain -1981 - 4:19
LP/CD: Stay - Polydor 1981
Composers: D. Thomas,L.
This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the Earth Songs album. It has been released on The Flower That Shattered The Stone,
"By And By The Way"
words and music © Grant Maloy Smith
From the album APPALACHIA: AMERICAN STORIES
Deep in contemplation
Praying in my hands
Lord
Uh, E.viLL. haha ya! let's go, ya ya, uh uh
27 tryna reach an empty heaven
Tired every fucking second
that royalty line
Wrote a album full of loyalty lines, I gets mine
Heaven rock with me, holler up to Pop, don’t stop with me
Hit the block, sure shot,
excited for this album
I think this album is definitely your baby
And it's definitely gonna be heard by a lot of people
And a lot of people are going
Hello ladies
We bring you the greatest album that has been made in the history of man
It is called Speeding Bullet to Heaven
Beavies punk rock is not
Lovesick and on the mend
Heaven and back again
Its not you thats by my side
Where did the summer go was it missing home
I thought we were alone at last it
Kurdish
I would love to record my next album in my own language
My native and while I understand
Why you wouldn't want that
But if in between you Turks
We
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
an acronym
Flow so trill I should patent it
Never serve bubble rap when I package it
Blows by the truckload when the track is sent
In other words, you all
a Thugs Mansion
Dear mama don't cry, your baby boy's doin' good
Tell the hommies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get
your
Allowance on albums, we're back in the 90s
When I was a four or a five year old crying
Nowhere in my mind would you find a desire to
Rhyme in
talk about my race on the whole first album
But black vs white bullshit was the still the outcome
How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go
Okwunda on the beat
Yeah
Yeah (W-W-Wonder)
The devils chain 'round my neck has been broken
Soul stolen, but got it back thanks to Heavens Father
Now
This song was first released on the It's About Time Album. It is the only album it has been released on.
There's somethin' about the ocean rising up
she was brought up
And I know that you was smiling when you seen the car I bought her
And you sent tears from heaven when you seen my car get balled
wasted but I'm
Making movies by day
And albums by night
Everyday I'm getting paid
Every month is a flight
Found my Mary Jane
We gon get married in
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