Search results for 'hes my all in all a christian soap song by delon' Page #13

and crossover bitches
And teach all my little cousins get money and duck switches
I won’t stop until white women know my songs better than I do
And I’m hyping up

Kill the Switch

Circle Takes the Square

As the Roots Undo

and found all that beauty to be still.
Every breath as in sorrow, reap the promised end to this path, by every image that we borrow, every harvest depends

(Shoutout YngAtom)
The demon within, He not my friend
He jus like my twin, I think he gon win
Wont let em in, I'm not going
Look at all dis pain,

Six o'clock the day start
All praise to the day star
He already knows what's gonna go down
Even before my day start
Sun up to sun down, He could give

of my arrogance 

Yall an embarrassment 

I work for everything 

Ya just inherit it

Money is not in my heritage 

Fuck those percentages 

I want it all

the same- in the same place

"When he gonna run out of rhymes?" I can't ever
Demigod in the stu, but I'm a fuckin' man devil
All of my shit is percise, I

Now mama was a Christian and Southern just like no other
Met a nigga out of prison
So then she pushed out my Brother
She got put in a position

it
Went from singing songs sayin my girl bodacious
Goodness gracious to God forgive me I been tainted
I'm living in His mercy and His patience face it

secretary all depress
Trying to dampen my success
(He say he cyah understand de verse
He doh want to piss of Lady Esse)
If you cannot step up and wear my

fuckin equal
Podium is mine
Murdering is legal
Calling out my faults
Throw you in the prison
Media will hear
All my greatest visions
Images of chaos
Oh

on the other side of your fear

My homie said he don't believe
In Christianity wanted to reel me into a topic and I obliged
Took a look in his eye
Asked him

They know niggas die for real
Prolly fire shells up in all my rides
Bury him, he stay concealed
4KTrey, get faced lil' bitch
Plan on slangin' iron,

Killing Me Softly With His Song

Roberta Flack

Softly with These Songs: The Best of Roberta Flack

1993

Killing me softly with his song

He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
And he just

Nosetalgia

Pusha T

My Name Is My Name

2013

was numbed by the nonsense
Gem Star razor and a dinner plate
Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my dinner date
Then crack the window in

the day i visit you
Till then Got my nephew peeling thuuu
Yea he whippin thuuu
In a all black Beamer bumpin
Oooh
Sheesh
We can do it right here
Hook right

sued by some fuckboy
And y'all was tryna get me to change my name and shit
I spent my whole fucking career, this who I was
Y'all trying get me

sent his own down
And from then on now that my
Sin's gone all on my pens
Own is tryna to retract all the
Rap that it picked wrong
I told em on this song

What is my life worth
Just living from breakthrough to breakthrough
A constant hope for a miracle
I live in these days of darkness
I smell my

get back when I stumble
What I lose He give me double
Connect every piece of the puzzle
A flame to embrace in the night
At night when I'm closing my

I seek His love I don't need yours
Christian dripping in Diors
The Holy Spirit inside me
I walk by faith and He guides me
Sin trynna knock up
On my

a guy called Dicky Bell, my goodness the Das Furher Bell we called him because he's
like Hitler - right asshole! Anyway hah! He comes in the dressing room

way 
Round in circles I'd go 
Longing to tell you 
But afraid and shy 
I'd let my golden chances 
Pass me by 
Soon you'd leave me 
Off you would go 
In

killin' your whole gang and shit
And we don't leave no evidence
Shootouts with whole pedestrians
Christian Dior, I'm steppin' in
Fuck, I got blood on my

a family member blowing dope
Couldn't even fuck my Arab cause she don't use soap
You a simple ass nigga give him some jeans and coat
Had to go back in time