Lyrics:
Bear With Me Lord
Written by Ray Scott & Phillip Moore
Sunday mornin', ten A.M.
My mouth is dry and my blood's runnin' thin
I know where I
make you a lot of new money
Know some killers pull off and they in the Wraith
Ctd, they pull up in a killa Bape
Call up Phillip-Phillip, gon' fill
you a lot of new money
Know some killas pull off and they in the Wraith
CTD, they pull off and they kill the Bape
Call up Phillip-Phillip, gone fill
Woahhhh Woah, Woah, Woah
Look, listen, listen
Yeah I'm Phillip, I go by Camo
When I'm at school, they think they funny
They like “You Rap?”, fuck it look
The sea rains the greatest floods
Texas is drowning its poor neighborhoods
Highest incomes live on highest land
Big oil CEOs have it all planned
["A man who lives right, and is right, has more power in his silence than another has by his words"
/PHILLIPS BROOKS/]
Close your eyes, come
And I been invited to slide in by now like it's my job
I still don't got paper
My savings is great but I really could not pay for
A hot date with a long
I'm not the cunt that you see with the Tommy trackies
I'm the cunt that you see smoking dumper baccy
'Cause I stay rich by acting broke
Cunts see
Roll up that tree in bana leaf
I got that juice someone pass me a Fanta please
I live what i rap about actually
Fuck with my family turn
high fives
Okays and gravys
I'm that live
You can catch me in HD I'm close by
Made man like Frankie white boy
See me hanging round white boys
Know its
Live, from Hollywood, it's "Dancing With The Super Stars"
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You ain't getting shot by Rique your whole portfolio some shit (Yeah, yeah)
Had to go up off the grid like I'm Leoreo and shit
When I'm back
to work, arrive calm
Then da gadflies
Push you to point by lunch
A ticking time bomb!
Make you wanna quit, but leave
On some Bron-Bron fast-break
Out with
prince is what I'm made to be
I'm bout my Father's will like Jayden see
I'm grinding out here tryina fill up (Phillip) Banks Rest In Peace to James Avery
Roll up that tree in bana leaf
I got the juice someone pass me a Fanta please
I live what i rap about actually
Fuck with my family turn
and I’m dumbing
Told her send birthdays I book the flight now she coming
I’m flexing all muscle different stroke Phillip Drummond
I knew she caught
Way Back by Hi-Lite Real
Verse 1:
Flashback way back To the 1990s
Birthday party at my aunt Phil house
Sweet spring time weather cooling out in
The money didn't change me only change how I live
I don't play tennis but divide the field
Don't even go there I'm talking ma brothers
Toba lo be I pity your
kick rocks fuck you
Don't mind me with my untied shoes
No kick game
But to me J's is more like Papes
Y'all need play by play
My ideas is strange
Young
to the details this shit is sickening
Sometimes the more important things is hidden
By all the pain that's culminating up into a nic stick
Brandon Miller but I
We Will Die Without Love
(By HATHA MASON, GARY KAIL, DANNY DEAN PHILLIPS)
Someone stole my radio someone stole my TV
Next will be my skateboard
MIXED BY: Chris Godbey at Tiki Hill: Dallas, TX
CHIEF ENGINEER: Rod Steger
RECORDED BY: Bobby Sparks II, Rod Steger, Phillip Lassiter at Sparks
mirrors
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years
For dignity
Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues
Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't
mirrors
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years
For dignity
Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues
Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't
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