Lyrics:
life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Yo (yeah, yeah)
This is Wyclef, Refugee Camp (L Boogie up in here)
Pra'zrel (Pra'zrel up in here)
life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
This is Wyclef, Refugee Camp (L-Boogie up in here)
Prasrel (Prasrel up in here, haha)
Lil' Base
life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Yo (yeah, yeah)
This is Wyclef, Refugee Camp (L Boogie up in here)
Pra'zrel (Pra'zrel up in here)
understood
That there was a voice it
Is not that I copied his
Voice I would not dare
But he gave me permission to find a voice
To locate a voice
That is
Mine eyes have seen the glory of
The coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where
The grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed
ones, buy one, get
One free Do not play with me, go play with Steve
He got some blocks, beefing over social media We'll get you blocked, we'll get you
name
I know that my God is able
He's able
And just like the river
I've been runnin ever since
He said it's been a long time comin'
But I know my change is gonna come
Oh yeah
He said it's been
And just like the river
I've been runnin ever since
He said it's been a long time comin'
But I know my change is gonna come
Oh yeah
He said it's been
come true
But my voice is forgotten
A passerby walks by, and then disappears
The wind keeps howling
I'm walking, not seeing you
Not seeing anything
There's a song we sing
In the dead of night
There's a song we sing
When we've lost all fight
He is able
He is able
There's a song we sing
When
you swerving
Now you get to trippin he worried
You bleeding he hurtin
Now he gotta tell yo mama he murked you
Everything is unfolding everybody is
NCphail [feeling kind of displeased by this impertinent change in this colloquy. In his case, there is no dilemma. He just feels The Nitpicking Voracious
lost his ma
He loosing him self that was his back bone who else
He was 10 he found his twin swinging from a noose
thud thud banging that shelf
He had
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord,
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored,
He hath loosed
amongst the crowd
A strange and erratic man
Made his way down where he found
Himself being stop by the king's guards
At the blockage
Insisted he had
low low low
Take it low take it low, take it low
Yo!
I said yo, I said yo, I said yo
Yeah
Kardinal is walkin' (yo) just how we be talking (Yo)
to Steve
Still can't believe
I remember he was funny
Never thought he can die
Never thought we can cry
Why we dying so yo-ung?
Why we dying so young?
But we
awake
Feel's like I'm drowning
In the middle of
Camp Crystal Lake
Always border hoppin'
Shit is always poppin'
Never fucking stoppin'
Smoking till we
be a zone to take over
The earth is ravaged by that demon
Carnival of horrors await's
It seems like it may never stop
While he's puppetting you for
cocked
A Santana rock
Little Gerv, Grandpa Jerry, Grandma Doc (thats my fam)
Uncle Carl, Uncle Ted, Uncle Steve, Uncle Bill,
Cousin Steve, Cousin Bill up
Little Gerv, Grandpa Jerry, Grandma Doc (that's my fam)
Uncle Carl, Uncle Ted, Uncle Steve, Uncle Bill,
Cousin Steve, Cousin Bill up on the hill now
My
The sunshine is coming back out now
It's getting lighter outside by the second
I see the camp in the distance
Praying to god that I'll make it there safely
Dreamless nights, turn on the lights
Fully awake, faith is a cake
Taking our bites
But I won't see you growing old
Yeah, I won't be able to see it
I won't be
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