Lyrics:
So your ex won cap of the year
And you know what you feel
Big bands
No cap over here
God damn, shorty jumping off the kickstand
Throw that ass over
I was born by the stars crystal rivers from afar I was flowing baby
And the mistakes that I made they were expensive sad to say I was just growing
So spit your best bars
I don't even need a mic drop
I wanna see what you can do go ahead Wes
It go like E-A-S-T-E-R
Followed by a baby if you ain't
Ayy, let me hear that ho Jeff
This the Intro Part 2
Beat By Jeff
This the 2, been overdue
Bruh, I'm ranked uno
AK with me, new money gang
Kel with
of MC the people venerate
Between New York, LA and Johannesburg is my mental state
But highway patrol pull me over cause my dealer plates
Watch my
As down the glen one Easter morn
To a city fair rode I
There armed lines of marching men
In squadrons passed me by
No fife did hum, no battle
and niggas foo acts
I do not condone
I ride alone
But when it’s on I’m on da phone
Like pho it’s up grab da pole
Me and my dogs live by da code of honor
Couple
As down the glen one Easter morn
To a city fair rode I
There armed lines of marching men
In squadrons passed me by
No fife did hum, no battle
near me in presence
Oh, I went and dropped some presents off for Easter
To them two little beautiful boys of yours to try to ease their
Minds
As down the glen one Easter morn
To a city fair rode I
There armed lines of marching men
In squadrons passed me by
No fife did hum, no battle
rising again
Happy Easter
You wanna go get some beers?
And all the bartenders were strangling their shakers
It was springtime in the sweet part
those disguise
I walk by faith not by sight
I walk by faith not by sight
I walk by faith not by sight
I walk by faith not by sight
Faith over fear I can
my head
I'm in over my head
Maybe I'll get a pet
Learn how to take care of someone else
Maybe I'll name him Jeff
But I think it might defeat
Young Rich and Slick's got ya
Well in peace
I don't know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar
Maybe the music I am doin' is never
the movies
I got Angie, Jeff got Tina
Ready Rock got some girl I'd never seen in my life
That was all right because the lady was chill
Then we dipped
I was so high, couldn't get over it
So low, couldn't get under it
So I closed my eyes, had a dream
And dreamt that I was
Jesus Christ, Jesus iced
boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)
Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm
by
Had nobody by my side
I'ma spark up the fire
Easter pink it got me wired
I don't sleep or get tired
On the grind I don't get tired
I know my desire
Easter-Famale voice written by Simmy Makhijani
-Chorus’ based on old world prayers
Seed and root, bud and stem
Spear to cauldron, lance
began her bi-monthly ritual over the bathroom sink.
She had just cut the tip off the dye bottle, when the lights went out.
"Oh Jesus, no!"
Holding
opened at a quarter to ten it was the same old thing all over again
I was doin bad my future was bleek
I'd rather play games than eat or sleep until one
of the arcade 'til it
Opened up the next day
And when it opened at a quarter to ten
It was the same old thing all over again
I was doin' bad, my future was bleak
Strikin' the belly of the seed to make it vomit
Things of beings is unseen by men
in shapes and form, never been dreamed by men
The word of God, always
know the feeling durin' Easter with no clothes?
Now it's stars in the ceiling, bringing ether out the rose
With the curtains on the windows, I'm just
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