Lyrics:
on the low
Yeah I like my music slow, yeah I like my train mud
I'm chopped up by Michael Watts, it's Paul Wall baby that's what's up
Eighty-fo's
all things new
Yes He does
My God is awesome
He makes all things new
Without His grace I just wouldn't have made it through
Repent for your sins
Learn
all things new
Yes He does
My God is awesome
He makes all things new
Without His grace, I just wouldn't have made it through
Repent for your sins
Learn
knew a psycho)
703's on my love bug
I made mates with the brothers up in 215
Crazy Buddhas in my mind
My Chattanooga champ had me late for
to find a reason or a season sayin different
This is my fault, the way that every day is a fight
If i did life right, Jesus Christ would suffice but
My
your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother
It is murder
Things are going to slide, slide
your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother
It is murder
Things are going to slide, slide
on another's
All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother
He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took
Born and brought up as an angel but
up on another's
All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother
He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took
Born and brought up
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
those different things you understand
But I call it, what it is and what it is
What it is and what it is
Lookie here
Now you see
A brother
You
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
life, I don't play by the rules
My boy a pro, yea he keeping the tool
We been outside, but you ain't come thru
What you say, you never do
Turn up
away
I hope as I'm leavin'
My message is clear
It's a fool that would turn down
A gift that's so dear
When he offers his blood
Your depts
of the street
So close to the ground watching everybody's feet
Paul Simon says we're feeling groovy
But the world is turning everyone is moving
Wish I could move
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
shit that'll prolly have these women all on my spit
Oh he is sick, but look like he live in a truck on bricks
I'm like Kacey Kasem, suck my hockey stick
its different maze
I kiss my son on his lips
Before he went out to play
I gotta make my niyaat
Before I start to pray
Peace upon the prophet
I'm faced
Dont need no partnas
Cuz I'm a shotta
Barrel to the head
They Gon try to rob ya
They don't know me
I'm by my lonely
Can't fuck with these bitches
You dissing on Draco, police chalk you out
Kap my step brother so we talk him down
You dissing on Draco, we can't talk it out
Your brother's Paul
Yo that's my brother brother brother I sip bottles wit And let him sleep on the couch when he feels out of it He get it popping I get it popping
they mouth, can't hear what they say
When they talkin' all I hear is Tonikaku Jay
By tha bay, where he stay uh
Kunoichi by tha blade uh
In tha shade
four states
Never runs out unlike the fire we were chopping
Ugs on the rise like divorce rates
Try and keep my brothers on they feet like floyd and paul
and my brother a nine
Business is booming everyhing is cool
I pull about a g a week, fuck school
A year passed by and I began to grow
Not in height but
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