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Verse 2: bimma deh rev it have a beast sound real gold ketch yuh bicth eyes mi have that a sneak out a gi mi twizzle wile mi frass and beat out
Now the whip's transforming
Bumblebee when I swarm in
I spent ten, tens on my next Benz
And I rev-rev, it's just boredom
It's not right, it's life
Still
the morning sky
As the minutes just creep on by
I get a thought and hear comes my Tribe
Ritual shakes and in good vibes
Like always the Quest begins
In
Counting the headlights passing two by two
Searching the stream of steel and chrome
I'm looking for love, I know you're looking too
So rev up your
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
Rolly says two, but the time is three
Even though my watch wrong, girl, the time so right
I ain't selling no dreams, I ain't telling no lies
That dress so
the mashing stop
On my chest instrumentals over
On boxed up being drove by chauffeurs
Otherwise I'm in the middle
With two bitches while they laugh and giggle
I'm a Yardie, that's how I call a gyal
Check 1-2 mic and a one tune
Man spudded you then spun you
Can't undo history, I've written too much to be
promise of forgiveness (Is.1:18) will repent of their sins with a contrite heart. Also, they will receive peace that the Holy Spirit gives. As a result,
No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
[Featuring KRS One]
Yeah.. aiyyo Kris tell em whassup though
[KRS One]
Yo.. yo yo! One two!
Coming atcha live and direct! (That's
To burn away your sins
R.e.v. (R.e.v.)
Into the fire's deadly flames, you're falling
Right into the void
[Verse Two: Black Thought]
In my formitive by my peers I was influenced
Until the instruments of time killed the congruence
I peeped the blue prints
I'm repping the sin lord hope you forgive
The engine gone rev no Russell or Diggy
I keep a Cal if you try to best you niggas gone wind up like Tupac
from my sins
I'm Mr.Humbly Finessin
Cause of Christ I'm never stressin
And I'm that weight room doing more than just flexin
When I was kid I always had
Arm maar gelukkig
Ons vat hom by die horings
Maak hom mooi, maak hom sag, maak hom mak, maak hom joune
Da vat hy
My bokkie, da vat hy
Vleisie op die
have no idea ‘bout the double troubles I’ve always had to juggle
Turning me into rubble
I’ve been left by knucklehead girls ‘cause refused to be
butt off?
Homer revs the motor and they all start to putt off.
Soaked to the bone, standing in a puddle,
No-one needs to tell me I'm in deep, deep
her go, for another T.K.O.
Super trashin tires bone, big rims and Firestone
Speed up and rev up two hundred miles up the turnpike
Comin head up
brained by
The sins,
Sins of silence
Scatter,
Scatter brained by
The sins,
Sins of silence
Scatter,
Scatter brained by
The sins,
Sins
is a river of life flowing from the throne of God (Rev 22:1)
There is One who came by water and blood
There is the Spirit who testifies to this (1
finish
Ooh, he hoppin' out the bitch, I got it tinted (tinted)
Uh, I'm crackin' bad bitches 'til the crack of dawn
Two thousand on the feet, now I'm
through fire
I'm burning my wishes and sinful desires
I'm leaving my past behind, the old is gone, my future look brighter
I said goodbye to my sins, rev up
running like the running man
Aye
We gon have to hold his bitch for ransom
When he try to pull up to the city we gon’ ban him
In a 2 door coupe it got top
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