Lyrics:
hope he got his towel on
I aim at the moon, and get my howl on
Some niggas cry wolf, I'm on that dry kush
And when it comes to that paper I stack
him out
Well I guess that make me God
And if he force my hand, then the destiny is ours
Shall exercise my power by filling the graveyard, time to even
my bros, talkin' quick
I'll say it on Mics you can Mark-et this
Time is short handed: Paul it ticks
So we gotta make a song that hits
About politics,
at what Paul done said in Philemon
All of us need the Lord to redeem us
Personally, I know my sins is egregious
Yeah, look to the power of prayer
The Lord,
he's a real one
Uncle Niles he's a real one
My Uncle Paul he's a real one
Flow he's a real one
My Brother Tell he's a real one
Black The Ripper real one
at my dick like you're Paul Simon
Fuck I just sneezed and it broke your hymen
Watch you don't step on my Hot Wheels track
Or you'll get left with a wet
Yo yo we gonna do it like this check it out
I know some brothers with the skills to rock right
Problem is they don't be getting no
my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
FM, AM, hits are clickin'
world is built around Him He's the life in my lines
I refused to waste my life
He's too true to chase that ice
Here's my gifts and time 'cause I'm
a cabinet
I'm convinced that Vince is rippin' me off
I think it's his girdle that's tippin' me off
Well, Mike D's out back and he's growin' onions
I've got
twenty-one I still need this joint
I miss my brother I lost him to Leukemia
Use to play fight I never won he always beat me up
Remember spending time with em,
of the dearly departed
Tyrone survived by his mother Barbara
His two year old daughter T'want to
And the baby's mamma Sandra
[He's a murderer! That animal
pressure bust pipes
It creates diamonds
Do what my father says and he aint Simon
Keep the light shinning even when my time end
You hard to ignore when u
melt away
send my prayer to Zion's gate
because the just shall live by faith
and brother Paul done tell we
Jesus is the author and the finisher yeah
He
nigga, Sane
Shout out GFC: God, Family, Culture
Three words to live by
Shout out my brother, Nakim
Shout out the quad shout out Calendar
Shout out 40 Oz
And it's cool, I like Walmart
I got the deals a la Carte
My studios state of the art
Go Ahead and can Call me art
All my work is a work or art
Used
name's Paul,
I've been a guard for six months and the shop that I guard is better
than most dumps and I like it here, my boss is a pro,
he's taught me
I dreamt I met Paul Simon
He was carrying a flute
I said, “I really dig your music, man
For me, there is no substitute”
He said, “Yeah, well you
on to something
And I was running all directions
Just a brother trying to gun it
I was telling folks I know
The Spirit got my back
But I never picked the word
Up
has been said and may be edified thereby.
So Paul said in 1 Cor. 14:5,”... greater is he that prophesieth than he that speaketh with tongues, except
my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
FM, AM, hits are clickin'
The Lamb from Galilee
Verse 1
Simon was a fisherman,
James and John from Zebedee
He said put down your fishing nets
Please come and follow me
His
I got the horse right here
The name is Paul Revere
And here's a guy that says
That if all weather's clear can do, can do
This guy says the horse can
Send that Drake through the hallway
Niggas is duckin', they mellin' like Tornado drill
Don't fish my riff, it's a switch on my riff paul walker gang,
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