Lyrics:
of the light
And just by listening you've made a decision
'Cause the voice you hear is gonna' win the fight
Are you living in an old man's rubble
Are you
Mother, do you know the reason why I’m feeling kinda fucked up?
Mornings with Bacardi, evening ends with an old monk
Way I’m spending money makes me
Beautiful Pain
Niggas study you, shawty know what a hundred do
Actually the nigga backing me
Is right in front of you
Raising a daughter
money
And when we pass through people dead
A Cosanostra, man a eat tears, kill fi money
We put one cutlass inna dem head
A Cosanostra, man a eat
You know that I’m flexin' on my old friends
Back on my bullshit, see me like “oh man”
Posted wit my shorty or my brothers, got no friends
Is you
to the ceiling
Then I feel my soul start leaving
Like an old man's hair receding
I'm pleading, "Please, oh please!"
On my knees repeatedly asking
Why it's got
my dream is 'Vicki Eydie',
Vickie Eydie is definitely a lounge act,
Vickie Eydie is not the kind performer
who goes around singing any old kind
folks angry, pointin', swearin' at it
Buildings I sprayed
Nowadays drive the McLaren past it
Same old man from years ago
Told me life is short
So from
screamin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule]
Murder INC. is my blood..
We go through the pain together.. by any means
Poppin it hot at whoever.. or so it seems
There was a farmer and a farmyard filled with animals
And this is the story of their times
Old man Sammy had a farm
Walked the land with the rifle
All I wanna do is crash that corn
But same way, I wanna make money too (Bubush)
M3nace man coulda done that drill on my own
But I still done that
they practice in the dark
We're all born free, we die by the shackles we adopt
Enjoy your buoyancy, right up until the very last drop
The dead man's
collision was futuristic
Twistin' riches but there is only one way to make more
So I'm standin' on the corner
Tryna hustle in the snow and my bigger bro
roosters
Payin' bills by gamblin'
I reflect off his way of life
It made me the man I am tonight
I won't go startin' any shit
But boy I finish plenty fights
there is no gravity here?
Look up - the roof is gone and the long hand moves
Right on by the hour.
Look up - the roof is gone
The roof is gone, the roof
daddy's side
Daddy was an old time preacher man
In the sweet by and by we shall meet on that beautiful shore
I'm on my way to Canaan's Land yes daddy was
She heard the dead man say
"Oh look for me by moonlight
Watch for me by moonlight
And I'll come to thee by moonlight
Though Hell should bar the way
Are you living in an old man's rubble,
Are you listening to the father of lies?
Are you walking with unnecessary burdens,
Are you trying to take
before they went under
They could hear that old man laughing
In a voice that was loud as thunder.
that's been fifty years ago an' if you go by there yet
(You don't really want to know)
Who's makin' love to your old lady
While you're out makin' love
[Verse Two]
Soakin' in the bubbles, by Body Shine
tissues
They just laugh n' say whatever man, fuck you
I' ve been doin' this shit dogg, way since the old skool
This is like my God given man' s tool
N'
gettin' rings like Sonic
On the hang glide damn I'm so damn fly
This swag kill a nigga so hard
I just seen his man die
Stand by, I got bitches
way to die
All hope is lost for man
All life is gone / dead in the sky
Beyond our way - I lost your silence
The horror spread within – all hope is
the saddest of all,
Are the pictures from life's other side.
Just a picture from life's other side,
Someone has fell by the way,
A life has gone out with
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