Lyrics:
strangled by Cain
Vicious cycles in your Bible sacrificing to trade
Esau was rivaled with Jacob snatching his reign
You have snatched for survival and titled
kidnapped in a bedsack
You're so boring
You make kids nap in a bedsack
Make every guy kneel when I
Make noise with my bars
My milk bath brings all the boys
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
It’s a bedtime story
Gather round kids
It’s a bedtime story
With the blue j packed shit look like dory
In the new maybach this bitch adore me
Can i
I'm smokin by the big screen
And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy
I know the watch botherin ya vision
But reach and I'll put
I'm smokin by the big screen
And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy
I know the watch botherin ya vision
But reach and I'll put
I'm bombing bastards
Forever after us
Carrying an equation
It's like I'm Asian
You heard fantastic
We cross the Atlantic
They say I'm not
looking down on you, tryna help you up, gimme yo hand
I say you a king, cuz you worthy to reign
Boy you so hot, you could surf on a flame
All of these years
bought us
He chose to call us
Somebody planted and watered and these seeds
Increase when He's been through like trees
Breathe ah breathe
Breath in my
shit
You can just keep makin' them tired old threads
A little bit like the boy you cried wolf, yeah
See me, but don't dare to try no shit
'Cause you
So, come boy, choose life or death
The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed
call you
I make it simple and plain
The Lord reigns
Be like a LeBron opponent go study the King James
And get saved by Jesus
Not even the J
by, big bro ridin' then he see the guys (Lord)
Left his little brother on the side, bleeding from the side
He seein' red, it's like he's bleeding
by, big bro ridin' then he see the guys (Lord)
Left his little brother on the side, bleeding from the side
He seein' red, it's like he's bleeding
Back with some hustler music
Its ya boy Mac
And today were goin in on something a bit different
We've got some Old Wayne on the track for us today
of the party, mmm-hmm, 'til I almost cry, mmm-mmm
It's the life of the party, to think I could've almost died
Lord, help us
Hey, Miss Donda
If you run into
I'm bombing bastards
Forever after us
Carrying an equation
It's like I'm Asian
You heard fantastic
We cross the Atlantic
They say I'm not
chills
If they treat us like a thread
That's when we leave 'em dead
And if they treat us like a thread That's when we leave them
Boy I'm build by my
a Golden Boy, music hidin' inside like Troy
Bein' dubbed the Golden Boy is somethin' I enjoy
Although I could never do it without my fans 'cause that's (the
us kids
No righteousness in the place we stood
(so what) , so He died and He gave us His
You might wonder why we live that bro
(why we did)
We ain't
by a cop thinkin he tough
You bust, Amadou Diallo is us, and what
Now I'm on my knees, beggin GOD PLEASE
Save me from the fires of hell
Let water
by a cop thinkin he tough
You bust, Amadou Diallo is us, and what
Now I'm on my knees, beggin GOD PLEASE
Save me from the fires of hell
Let water
park/rollin up, i’m calm collect, I cop the mall like paul blart/guess you seen that comin, that mean that u seen us stuntin/ gat a bad bitch wit me, i’m puttin
to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm living through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like
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