Lyrics:
a body, soul and a spirit and
We were made in His Image for a purpose we are heaven-sent
We ain't perfect, but perfectly made
Ney! it's amazing that we
Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
What I want and I need, everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks
How it feels
To get fake love
You know how it feels, How it feels
To give fake love
You know how it feels, How it feels
To give fake
hear fake thugs talkin' violence
Hear the same bullshit everywhere you go?
Put a bullet in your radio
Hypnotized by the things you see?
Put a bullet
I was born to be a soldier!
[Chorus: x4]
[Fiend]
Bringin bags and weed
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the botton
live the good life, good life, come on
C - I come from a city where no body supposed to make it
C - Surrounded by haters, but yet I still made it now I
But I don't smoke
with fakes I'm on the grind for papes/ Paint wet like a lake because I live high
stakes I want them acres and grapes butler folding
Boss moves when I step
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Done dirty by a few
I've live and learn from them mistakes
These man two face
I do or die till I'm dead
find To be me
Everyday I breath To be me
この息切れるまで
休めるのかな? 出来るオレなら
live 今日 (One shot One life
One night One day)
For Tomorrow (One verse
One moment One
of prejudice driving you blind
A mercy to mankind you would surely find
Open your eyes to see a more holistic picture
A message perfectly played by our walking
and greed put on you
Believe all the lies
Go live that life
The life you chose
The life you chose
I’m blinded by rage
I’m blinded by rage
I can see
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
John 3:16
For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son
That who so ever believes in him shall not perish but have ever lasting
done[00:41.64]Karmas com'n hotter than the burn'n sun[00:44.07]The curtains going down and the show is done[00:46.23]I can't take it I can't fake it[00:48.95]Steal'n
In my life
But Jah open my eyes
So many fake people
Closing in in my life o
But Jah open my eyes
God bless the people keeping it real with me
Of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from back in the days with the Christmas
For haze on my back,
brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from back in the days with the Christmas
For haze on my back, stripped out
of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from back in the days
with the Christmas for haze
on my back,
Advocated by the few who do live it
Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man told me, don't be,
listen to drake
These raps are hitting like Frazier's left
A rhythm that slays, rats, snitches, and fakes
Get smacked, stitched up, and sprayed
After that,
If you ever thought we weren't connected, dawg, I promise you we locked in[00:16.94]Lookin' over the clique, we got protection, cause our Glock's
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
but I'd rather run the regime
I'd rather run the world than live American dreams
I coulda been a star but I'd rather roll with the team
Ain't worried
Would he still get embraced?
Or would you find the applauding
Would quickly turn to appalling
You got no career by the next morning
I ain’t saying you
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