Lyrics:
Mortal's blood forever flows
Mountainous black
Engulfed in a shadow
A bone chilling growl and an Eye of Hate
A ghastly fate, held prisoner by the Eye
Yet
the door
Wish on 3 hail Mary's
I'm coming for your soul
Fuck the fame fuck the money
I need another body
This one too weak for my plan
It's dying on me
Like
the autumn
In my garden one night!
He was robbing me
Raping me
Rooting through my rutabaga
Raiding my arugula and
Ripping up the rampion
My champion
getting sweaty
Your breath getting heavy
You see that your stamina down
And I wear the crown for a long time
Ain't no coming for me bitch get back in line
out that I'm ruthless
Fourth down quarter back sack
I'm in the pocket they don't know how to stop it
You gon' see me in my season can't block it
I hear
in your name
Jesus, My Champion
Every sin has been erased
We've been overcome by grace
Jesus, my Champion
You bring life up from the grave
as yellow as corn
Four, the slipper as pure as gold
Bring me these before the chime of midnight
In three day's time
And you shall have, I guarantee
as yellow as corn
Four, the slipper as pure as gold
Bring me these before the chime of midnight
In three day's time
And you shall have, I guarantee
you down just to prove it
Three layers deep, still keep my dreams lucid
Third eye blind till I ate a few shroomies
Then by the third time I was trippin
it go, 'round and 'round it go)
'Round and 'round they go
Rather be strapped and ride with a pole
Than to get down in a hole
Champions, we run
called Champion to the window
I pointed up above the trees
That's when I heard my name in a scream
Coming from the woods, out there
I let my dog run
and cats who open doors (Huh)
Can get it in their paws when I release my youth
Down with Jamar, he's in the B-K, Haji in the Rule
Known Alamo since
I asked him he wanted me to hustle up his bail, but he said "no"
He just didn't give a damn anymore
Six in the morning, police at my door
Six in
Ye ye ye
Labii:
Number seven bi ti Ronaldo
Once I enter Match see me score another goal
Ata rogbo pepper them
I say no be tomato
Coming in fast
Cause
'cause she's a champion
Through the Cali streets I'm oh so loaded, while focused clutchin' my gun
Pop by your house, me and my chauffeur, let's ride
to swim is by fucking drowning
I started this shit from the bottom
Now everyone's leaving I feel like it's autumn
The ones who believe in me been here
gun you down
The roof on that Wraith in the lost and found
Official trapper let me show it down
More shit than a Pamper
All we rock is bandanas
him down, get off of me (grr)
Im trucking him over, he under me
We won't back in (back in)
Wipe my sins (wipe my sins)
They can't win (they can't win)
Murda dem Proper
Murderer
Waste man No face Competition Come Shotta
Oh whyowhyah
See yo Gal come around
Wash Me down in the Water
Murderer
The boy relly
One, two, look at you
Three, four, she locked the door
I keep knockin' and knockin' and knockin' and knockin'
She was born in Paris
At the age of 21
rockin' with the champion
You know you're in a war that can't be won
You need to stop and understand me, son
'Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand
gone hand me one
So I gotta put in tha work
Wasn't born with a silver spoon, had to get it out the dirt
Get it out the dirt
Yeah, that means I came from
off
You already know that you the perfect one
Girl when I'm with you, feel like a champion
Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy
mistakes
Beema gyai na 3y3 too late
Am still breathing by his grace
In ma feelings
Depression got me smoking loud
I know my mum is not proud
Wat can I
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