Lyrics:
coming
Freedom for all is our destiny
Every stone that I left unturned
Soon came back to haunt me
Every fall, every finger burned
Was a step
phones (Long Live John)
Sixteen, my brother gave my ass a chrome
Said, "you gotta keep it on you, 'cause I'm knowin' what you on" (what you on)
Seventeen,
the rain coming down
Better hold your own now
See the rainbows and clouds
Feel the rain coming down
Better hold your own now
Yeah I ride by my self
I'm alive
own lives and others to a demise while being deceived into believing-a-lie that God pays no attention or mind to our struggle and strive while I'm
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
clapping
Cole Alexander playing a guitar riff
Tyler playing and recording the tambourine
Tyler recording his verse on DEATHCAMP
Live performance
know it's a fest
Eyes on the throne
Yes I'm coming home
But before i go
Lord save my soul
Cause now You know
I just stress about
These things I can't
emptiness and I miss the hunger in John
He made a movie about our lives
Full of reality mingled with madness
Sent it to Hollywood, false paradise
Somebody
God damn, god damn, conversations with legends
Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren
Bitches we severing, hit up my jeweler,
We stand together like brothers
Under troubled sky
So crazy how we came to live this life
Cross my heart but I refuse to die
I'm coming home
the feeling
I am the legend fortunately
I am success fortunately
Imagine life in the crisp
Young nigga with techs
Head shots in the day
Throwing our lives away
[Ill Bill]
How can I make a clear decision in the haze of drugs?
Prostitutes & Guns
I stumble up the ladder with Sabac and Chunk
By my side when I
poppin' (Facts)
Can't forget show stoppin'
Dope smokin' dope countin' (Oowoo!)
Three clap Surf City gang slidin'
City of the Crips by the beach (Go!)
This
Blinded by the city lights
Walking round my town like
From this hell I gotta get away
Packed my bags hopped on a plane
Off to start a new life
This
live forever so I never die
They gon' play these records, they gon' wonder why
Why they sleeping on me when I'm passing by
Gotta keep it on me when
way
Hidden from civilization
Lives the legend, of Goliathon
great intent
Can I really be home soon?
Meetings on the westside
They ask how my projects coming along
I'm convinced I don't want anyone to know
But
to live told how to feel
But little did they know that the hate I felt inside was real
Unsuspecting fools
Knew not what was coming for them was pure
fucking
Realize you're fucking over people's lives
A false prophet playing God, here's another thang in mind
You went and turned my shit into a racial issue
You will make us right
And we won't be alone
You will bring us home by your side
You're coming again
You're coming again
And every eye will see you
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
fevered brow
Whispering Jesse still rides in the mountains
Still sings in the canyons
Still lives in my heart
Words and music by John Denver
playing with her feels
Hit her from the back pop that coochie like some pills aye
Slut I'm from the ville Duval county where I live
I came up by myself I
coincidentally
Stripped of their lives and all their futures
Shout out to the super-duper Martin Luther
Another great killed by another loser
How peculiar
Now I
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