Lyrics:
face is pushed against the glass
Like a slowest-second-better off and thrown from the horse's back
But I know what I am, is there a trouble with that?
many plans scattered through my sleeve
Should've saw the way I woke
Up to a murder scene
Heard him cock it back, then
Went to counting, 1, 2, 3
Nobody
VERSE 1
Out on a limb, is what I've heard really true?
Jesus is passing by, and he can make all things new.
I don't want to be what I've been.
and choking on the truth||Here's what it takes to be heard|And we rejoin us to discouraging words|I won't go|I told you I don't want to know||Oh whoa whoa|Oh
Thunder's just a noise, boys, lightnin' does the work
I've heard thunder talkin' up a storm
Rattlin' my windows and knockin' on my door
But I've seen
know one thing for sure
These niggas ain't on shit for certain
I was down bad last summer
Now we in Chanel by the runners
I ain't been to church in
It’s hard when you don’t see changes in society
All this rioting building up my anxiety
Why he lied to me such a toxic presidency
Latino Americans worry
He called him into the night (Said)
Abram, count the stars so bright
Through you true peace will come
To every tribe and tongue
Though no one knows
Your engine heart was broken
We had to let you go
Is 7 years too long now?
All I know is you never let me down
You could tell a thousand stories
good lies from bad guys making me their mark
They did a drive-by, bang bang, big hole in my heart
Needed a crash cart, CPR, sister, I was fading fast
I
Had no wheels on my bags, walking on a wet and wide dirt road
Met somebody on the street I told that I didn't have a plan, he took me by the hand
and no more need for learning
And I heard it on the news, they just taxed lust
Pot bellied pigs: they march in the parade
Public pays attention: it's
"Oh how I wish to love!"
She said to her self and the birds above
"Oh how I wish to know
If I'd follow my heart, where would I go?"
Through
like you know la' bitch
Out in the street they call it murder
Stay true to the dirt
Cus' its where i'll be buried ya' heard me
Stay true lie to you
You
American magic and charm
When he danced his last tango in Paris
As a miserable mess of a man
Ruined by love or the idea of, I began to understand
How
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