Lyrics:
No, no, that's good that's my passion
Farrakhan was not correct about
Everything in his
Career, but those points resonated with many
As he dispatched
the divine collyrium of self-knowledge in my eyes, which had got blinded by the cataract of ignorance.
3. Gurur-Brahma Gurur-Vishnu Gurur-Devo Maheshwarah.
reversed, yea, yea, I reversed, yea, yea
I got divorced and I never found anymore worse
But if I find anyone else in my life, I will love her, because I want
world in my eyes
See out the window in my room that I'm hidden inside
I'm just a kid who stays speakin' his thoughts, talkin' his mind
Life a roller
heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
By the love I wish I had
Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
And things don't seem so
children's cheeks. I would want to sing to her. Every song I've ever produced in my life. I would show her how I even made it as a recording artist in
Although it's been lang in repute
For rogues to mak' rich by deceiving,
Yet I see that it disna weel suit
Honest men to begin to the thieving.
For my heart
Gotta watch out how I do this right here
Haha yea
How you doin'? The name's Absolutely
My pleasure to meet you have a seat by me
I know I'm young and I'm
and they testing my bars
Cause the last time that shit was this hard was when you got some dick in prison
Saint Elizabeth I have risen
Don't fuck with birds
and get another
Way too hard to reach like a boy in a bubble
Always on a shuttle to another planet
It's crazy how my crash landed only leave you damaged
much too rough,)
(Still running with barefeet, I ain't got nothin' but my soul,)
(Freedom is the ultimate goal
Life and death is small on the whole, in
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my
horny
From the night before, 'cause I was up 'til 4 in the morning
Just (song), so I take the long trip
And then I take out my song scripts
When I sit
friends)
I love myself, I respect myself
Got God in my life and I trust myself!
Part 2 - Stefan John and Steven Mattia
To the dealer, to the healer
senseless
So in this life I lead, I stay protected
By God, my squad, and this thing in my palm
Now all my hustlin' motherfuckers, get your money, sing
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my
naked on a golden shining shell
My love life
Is all out of whack
Like a long lost poem
From Jack Kerouac
Like a complicated song
From Burt Bacharach
me softly with his song
Telling my whole life
With his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I
song. cs is actually always the case in my creative processes, I let the universe carry on the work. Surprisingly, the universe mixed the beginning
pull up and pop
Came to your city now history made
If I’m gon leave your sister get laid
You might get shot up, end up right in a grave
Fuck up her life
Why did it have to be this way
Why my people have to be enslaved
In every history book it's engraved
They forgot even their own history
They blame us
Sweet symphony
You were composed by God
Written just for me
My life
My love
Oh you are my
Song
Suge you are my
Sweet symphony
You were composed by God
exploitation and strife
Nothing is more precious in life
West Wind with your splendor
Take my brothers by the hand
Sunshine spread your glory
Unify this
judging others is just part of my nature
Cuz I'll, talk about the spec of dust in your eye when I got a whole plank in mine
You know I'll acknowledge your
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