Lyrics:
Sent to a concrete hoe-house
Where all the products go, no doubt
Yo momma, I gotta do eleven
Livin' in a five by seven
Dear baby, your man's
momma, I gotta do eleven
Livin' in a five by seven
Dear baby, your man's gettin' worn out
Of seein' young boys gettin' they assholes torn out
of the king
I'm an amen, testify, holy water baptized
Went down and came up clean
I'm a soul been saved
By that amazing grace
And now there ain't no way,
of the king
I'm an amen, testify, holy water baptized
Went down and came up clean
I'm a soul been saved
By that amazing grace
And now there ain't no way,
and then Tommy and at last was Dan
By then dad's hair was turning white and I had to be my mama's little man
But it seemed that as daddy's back grew weak
My
talking to the dead
We are the necromancer's kids
Then our mother's ghost assembled in the room
And with loveless grace informed us of our doom
Sister, I
off the skin, eat all the meat
Nibble on the bone, and then suck the goo
Man if my mother was the Colonel, her chicken woulda sold
It even taste better
A mother's shrill cry pierced the gloomy night
It was supplication to the Substantiate beings
They responded with a firm bellow of thunder
Just like Pauline you all-in
Oh
Brace yourself, I'm the ace with grace
I'ma win the race and make you feel disgrace
In any case, yo, I'm moving
foul
Was engineered in my mother's womb for Gods' glory
Plenty faith in the persecution is inventory
I been spit in the face, still exhibiting grace
to judge to forgive to condemn
Mother Mary full of grace I'm so confused by her pale white face
God so loved the world he gave his only son
But many
so saved
Saved by the grace of the father
I hope you like the way I spit just like it was some lava
Blah!
Brah
Yo I am the fucking dragon
You fuck
me
Also, I'm sending love to all of the above
They gotta whisper to me
I'm all alone in the place of underground
And I'm surrounded by grace
liberated.
What pain in the world cannot be removed,
Instantly by your grace, O king of sages?
You always speak words which remove our fear.
Baba
love you, goodbye
Took a lot of wrong turns on the road
Finding his life
By the grace of God he ended up
With a little boy and a wife
Yeah, sins got washed by the Man on the cross with it
Wars got fought, got won, got lost with it
We are who we are and we are because
It's in our
Ah Stogie T
Ey you gon have to settle down man
You got a lot to get through ait
After this man you gon have to decide
You know I draw the line
Make
Every man's somebody's child
A mother, a father, a preacher
When I look into a strangers eyes I see possibility, I see a teacher
He might be poor
He
It is said a righteous man falls seven times but rises eight
Born in the belly of the beast
Children of the East seeking some inner peace
So much
I ain't crying, though it's a lot of spilt milk
cnd they ain't lying when you switch ilks there's survivors guilt.
Covered by the blood and had
him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with
She was the youngest child brightest of the bunch
Had 2 older brothers mother died father a drunk
A loathsome man traditional thought women should
specially when you stumble
And melt my heart, specially you mumble: I love you
Being your father makes me a greater man
You being my daughter puts me in
it don't bother him
Raised by joy and pain
From boy to a man,
A trained father figure
Bother us, nah… it don't bother him
Unfazed by what they say
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