Lyrics:
I’m what the Father says I am
I love the me I see through His Eyes
There’s more to me than what today reveals
I know the Potter is not through with
My little sister's outside
Playin' patty cake (patty cake)
My momma's in the kitchen (kitchen)
Wit' the Shake 'n Bake
Magoo got
came here to remind you that every breath's a gift.
Hands to God, eyes on the sparrow
37 bullets in a Buscadero
Hands to God, eyes on the sparrow
37
phone
But now he can't call me
Because the judge done told him so
And no amount of money
Can buy him his freedom
Meanwhile I'm as free as the sparrows
P.U.G cah everything's censored to eyes
Charge those cries
Virtual deep breath will be remembered
Not a pussio so I'll leave u a mention
Shame is free
Red
patty cake (patty cake)
My momma's in the kitchen (kitchen)
Wit' the Shake 'n Bake
Magoo got on the stockin' cap
Tryin' to pick this way
I'm (I'm)
of his window
There that bitch is right there just
Out there takin' a stroll
They looked at each other and froze
But got up really slow
"Which one is he
just rock out to latch
Back to the streets baby, back in the trap
Got to get T.O.Y., eyes on us, mapped
Shawty conceited like braud who love Pap
Dewey is
Pops
He looked at me and he narrowed his eyes
cnd asked, "Why you always bringing home these Erowid guys?"
The way he frontin' all the time is sad
definitely will rest your soul
Truth be told let him have control
See his eye is always on you
And still he keeps the sparrow
Even though life isn't easy
So
Solid
This is your soul brother Green
Here to tell you about a smooth cat daddy stepping to the scene
By way of New Jersey, Paterson that is
He came
Because is like hide and go seek
So you can cover your eyes then count to ten
By the time they open up
That's when the fun begins
Because they know where
The Lord is my shepherd I have all that I need
He cares for the sparrows even for me
He leads me by still waters He restores my soul
As I walk
chatty pattys and frauds adding you your salt to unbalance the sauce
And make a meal of it of course
You know the sort to think a nigga is dom for selling
off the county line
Married the grind He don't need a bride
Ca he always got Lizzy by his side
Now a days I don't even sleep at night
I got too much
of a sparrow and every man is his child
There's none so great or so lowly that God's sweet mercy denies
And even the ones who denounce him will never be lost in
To your spinal fluid till you be unconscious sounds ridiculous oh by the way
Hi my name is Ace, hey my name is Ace
I'm here to spit some strange things in
his fuckin' throat and I smile
Go to Simi Valley and surely
Somebody knows the address of the jury
Pay a little visit, "Who is it?" (Oh it's Ice
on the lynchin
It's tension if the name of the Clan is mentioned
It's the aura that's felt, that causes one to flash his gun
And reveal how he really feel,
nerves
That is by twisting my words into a stupid pun
That ends by rolling her eyes over my lucid fun
I'm Sweet and intelligent call me Melon Collie
(Ach
come to you bringing all of me
Everything is yours, I lay it down, I stand in awe
Your Majestic presence presents itself without flaw
Not one sparrow's
mom and his sister by the name Pinky Lou
Johnny ever happy couldn't get Johnny screw
Until the day Pinky didn't show up from school
They found her body
was tweakin' with the peak of his cap
While I'm seekin' to discover what it takes to stay sober
Not cover my mistakes,
Try to maybe make sense
put me down
So dey sleep they sleep with my wife
Look me in eye to see a grown man cry
With a nick nack patty wack
Give a dawg a bone
Homies in
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