Lyrics:
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
the mic. Cowboy controlled the crowd incredibly and mcing got redefined by my elder Bizzy B. The stories I tell are all very real. Cause my MC traditions
day you get put in the hearse
Does everyone's soul deplete from the earth?
Do dogs go to heaven in hell are you burned?
I can't think when she's shaking
we all have dreamed of flashing lights
Better days no sirens plenty cash no fights yeah
And we all been through some wrongs and rights
We still play
amazing chocolate
From a other country and it was great
He was a kind man and encouraged me
We worked on trying to sell tee shirts
We talked and enjoyed are
and find some safety way out of sight
Count your nights by stars, not shadows
& count your blessings same way you would your cash flow
Count your age by
shacks
Ain't shit cooking on the stove but crack
This is the bat this hell beget
'Cause bosses are kleptomaniacs
Two by two Promenade
Duck from a B1
We should be unified by the pride that we have in asses
Big or small, it could be a one or a ten or a three
Everyone can agree that
We are all but men
our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their
our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their
saved by the most high
No more tears dropping down from my eyes
My very present help in time of need
From the highest heavens you remembered me
You came
their watching
O'er wandering flock by night
Behold! From out of the heavens
There shone a holy light
Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills
the summary
Mistakes from last year won't last around here
Inspired by my peers
Working out here
Income ideas
Income per diem
I got nothing left to talk about
know you're there
Where can I go from your spirit
Or flee from your presence
If I go up to the heavens you are there
If my bed lay in the depths
If I
punch and grab, claw and tear
Get dirt under your fingernails
Bring down the heavens
When you are told to stop at the 5th floor
Maybe I teach her all
you are so high up
And I'm so deep down inside this ocean
This ocean made from tears
Baby I'm drowned by tears
you must be from out of town (Must be)
'Cause everybody 'round here know that Wop don't fuck around
You was rich back then, but I'm rich right now
My name is Charlie Damage and my light has been erased by a confederacy of knob heads
My name is Charlie Damage and my light has been erased
What my nigga Chuck got tucked in Duck closet?
Where we from we got bread and he cuz
And got enough to raise hell in the streets cuz
We was raised by
the sun set, with the streets niggas 'cause that's who I love
Standing next to Capo twin towers shoot up to the heaven sky
We rolling down the ninety-five,
From the womb to the world
From the world to the grave
From the grave to the heavens and my spirit
From the liquor to the drugs
To the police
Gods in heaven hear my message, I want to be your vassal
Hassled by the devils shackles, Gods armies destroys castles
Bursting in with guns
children live
What wouldn't a mother do
To help her child pull through
And yet You are Master over all
The Heavens tremble at Your call
You create and You
grind hard blow tree and get cash
Zoning out I feel I'm astral projecting
Below me now my enemies are no weapon
The faces distorted by keef that is
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