Lyrics:
that afternoon
And my dog tags jingle by the monster island heart he built
Grew up with a jughead crown tilt and tardy slip
Be all you can be just
away from my wrong
I'm, I'm running to the mighty Lord
And I turn away from my wrong
I'm a stranger in this world, Lord
From the dust I came and it's by
To take a walk in central park
And marvel at God's creation
But then
To be approached
By yet
Another Karen
Who forgot
That as a child
We were taught
To not
remember all the good times
You and me, were destined to just pass by
Never be together, let's call that life
We met each other at the wrong time
Wish I
always be
And If you've done wrong just say I'm sorry
And LIVE FOR THE DAY
'Cause tomorrow may never come
LIVE FOR THE DAY
'Cause good time and bad times
man by looking at their face
Dem so gon put you in the grave
Know Christ for yourself that you may be safe
Also you would be saved
Dem boy there've
a lot its royalty
Seeing me is owing me
Having this joy in me
Can't toy with me
I'm a Black Oiler b
BLACK
We all royalty
Don't be blinded by the color
with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my
the shaders
Live from the cracks of the concrete
12 try to take a nigga off the street
Make the gun sound now for Mike Brown
Take a nigga life when you
That God has been condemned
You may be young but now's the time
To speak your words to them
Yes I am young and you are old, that's why I kept my
those who criticize the youth might just be gettin too old
We still travellin through life, findin what's right or wrong
I know some folks may not agree
to my god
Could be gone in an instant
Man this shit be feeling odd
Angels watching over
Know I'm prone to the dark
Felt so much shit
That I may need a new
to live inside its walls
To identify the cage
'cause it takes so long
Why does it take so long
And it takes so long
You may say
I don't really care
on the floor cause
You live by the sword you die by the sword
You live by your word you die by some more
If you play the game you've got to live with the score
Where do you live? in a brown-stone or an apartment house, a thousand feet tall?
Where do you live? in a penthouse? well, to be honest, I don't envy
The boy with brown eyes
was born of a common home
Had a life like the others
but doesn't wanna be like the others
The boy was sick of everyday
He
to be this lethal
Lethal weapon, Gibson and glover
Words I speak in your head they hover
Like your hash browns been smothered
Double covered
Dog food like
and browns aren't living as well
All things ain't pink brah
The grass gets greener
Life doesn't have to be perfect, it just has to be lived
Took a while,
you, you settle
Every step you take
They remind you you ghetto
So it's tough bein' Bobby Brown
To be Bobby then, you gotta be Bobby now
Now the question
Yeah Realize
Tryna be more present
Present in time, just
Just kinda coming to the conclusion
We're all
Living off borrowed time
I just be wantin'
sure you'll find your stay with us incredibly satisfying
Here are your keys, please take the staircase
I'll help you
I may need to rest
Yes, you'll be
lightening bugs on my windshield
That back road, no cops found and I'm sipping on that hot brown
I wreck shit, my motto, got rednecks by the truckload
That
and that is dangerous
With a little intimidation I can break you
Make you crawl
We have visions in the dark
Truth and armor ready to be slaughtered
By our
to preach about the wrong of the world
It can't be changed by three girls
On the trio tip we're not a proof of that trip
Excuses that's the truth when
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