Lyrics:
I thank you for Grace every morning
I praise you in times when I’m mourning
The likkle likkle things you do yeah
Jah Jah me I trust your move yeah
I
The Proof
When you got shot that night playing PS2
You didn't die
That was by My grace
Your life flashed before your eyes on your face
You lied thinking
Now I and I say greetings in the name of The Mighty King
And I & I say played by the King love is all I bring
And I & I say Africa is I & I
come to the front
Yeah, she love her country but hate American cars
For the shape of them, he'll have you know all of them bitches is foreign
If yellow
true colors as they give your neck a slit
While listening to an album that was written by the sick!
I'm bringing back the evilness into the Horror scene
just a hiccup
I'm tryna lay it down ever since you picked this dick up
I know you love your nigga so that puts you in the mix up
But I'm gunnin' for your
come together (For sure)
Destroy our enemies (Destroy enemies)
All I know is love (Yeah)
Nothing else above (Ooh)
Mix it with the drugs (Yeah)
I just
the way for the black kids
We are the kings and the queens in these chapters
We are the kings and the queens in these chapters
They can love they can hate
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
all truth is I know so little
Your Love is not a riddle strengthen me, Im so brittle
Satan played me like fiddle... placed me in that hospital
You gave
You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
the country boy on tour
It's nothing but net
I'm live in Brooklyn with the set
The kings county
My princess
Loves my schemes out in Queens
Crown Prince
then a nigga was hurting
Next meal was never for certain
That's why rain or sleet, he working
Never, settle for less
When you feel it in your chest
where in the country they say I don't fit in
By one lonely kid, my songs might be heard
One lonely kid, words that ring of resilience
Tales of the love
Lord I think I need my soul replenished
Cause I been sinning I just wanna ask for your forgiveness
Niggas snakes and im just watching how they slither
I
leaking like a prego tity, if ain't money ,Get away from me
Beast in my city the best in your country and I make them ooh like I'm killing the kitty
My
The allure of breaking the law
Was always too much for me to ever ignore
I've got a thing for the big-body Benzes, it dulls my senses
In love with
The allure of breaking the law
Was always too much for me to ever ignore
I've got a thing for the big-body Benzes, it dulls my senses
In love with
can trust your family, consider yourself blessed
So many families are ruined by their mess
And who are they: the system
The geniuses who decided to mix
spray and spray
The king all over your ear drum
Till you start to do bleed, eternally thugs
Mo thug much love, right
Behold, better move so scold
Then it
spray and spray
The king all over your ear drum
Till you start to do bleed, eternally thugs
Mo thug much love, right
Behold, better move so scold
Then it
a fetish for flagrant flagellation in fetters
Bushranger be so kanga roos like Skippy be skipping
With an alligator clipping for your ejaculator
live on and kill to keep,
We're just lambs here waiting for the blood bath baby,
Hitman army, Hitman Navy.
Moved by the wicked had of money not love
Stick my dick up in and make them rap again
They wanna rap for me and tell me that they love me
Kon Artis your my daddy and I dont wanna be your hubby
I
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