Lyrics:
want it like big booty bitches to increase my market ma,maybe i don't want to admit that i want it on top getting topped off by internet starlets harem
to roll back my shoulders
And be a good honest soldier
Three months and counting
I've been stationed in Nottingham
Tomorrow we set sail
With a battallion
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
would be yours
All of us in Jesus
That we may be ONE
With the father and the son
We would be moving
In the same direction
That we may be ONE (Oh oh oh)
solemn oath, he said, Allah is the witness over what we
Have said
And he said, O my sons, do not enter by one gate, but enter by different gates
And I
to war (Blaow, blaow)
Lifestyle devilish, but what you expect when we livin' in Hell? (That's right)
With the chances I had (Chances I had), and they not
wrongdoers, and oppressors
Those who hinder others from the path of Allah and seek to make it crooked, they are disbelievers in the hereafter
By no means will
the faces of the poor,
But there'll come a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the people in the street.
In a sane society
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
yeah)
Meet me by the moon (right)
Half past dusk (fuck that)
Back from the dust, Cut Throat
He loves them drugs and guns
Jump in the cut, got about
words how they hurt me
I'll never forget it
And as the time, it went by
I lived to regret it
You're no son, you're no son of mine
But where should I go
are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say
He sat me down to talk to me
He looked me straight in
Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
For
you abide in Jesus
Jesus Christ the Son of God
Oh you cannot bear fruits
Oh you cannot do it by yourself
Unless you abide in Jesus
Jesus Christ the Son
Therefore we have this assurance
Jesus Christ is the Son of God
Who paid His life
In Revelations chapter 5 verse 12
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain
even if I don't meet my expectations
I know that I'm accepted cause I'm saved by the Son, yea
Saved by the Son
Saved by the Son
Throw shade it'll fade
Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like
a whole movie Teflon Don with a oozie
I take that back m16 you bet not screw me
See we all make mistakes but we walk by faith
We need an angel in North
to the microphone.
I say hey man!
There's only one way!
One God, one body, one faith alone.
If you don't...
I'm not ashamed to let you know
I want this light in me
Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
For
He who believeth in Ja
Shall not be condemned
But he that believeth not
Is condemned already
Only because
He has not believed
In the man
a bedroom in Los Feliz
By the Pioneer Chicken Stand
Just me, an old guitar, and a beat up Chevy van
I barely had a dime
But I was ready to take a stand
I
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