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the speaker
And overdose on somethin' sweeter
Do you suffer from migranes or other pains
That's caused by stress and strain? Brother, refrain
is all overseen by my man will
As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see
of logic is
That? It don't make sense
Whatever happened to judging a man
By his own actions
Instead of assumin' that he's like
The others he's matching?
It's
and my brothers and sisters got on down to praisin' the lord, yeah
We had a good time, thinkin' about the promised land
When I got home Sunday morning, I
grand daddy cleared that land
With two big mules and sweat and tears
And a good woman who lent him a hand.
And when he give out before his time
Them boys
grown man talk So you might need some ID, I beg your pardon
The problem is you niggas will rather beg than bargain
Don't let your garden not hold water
abused
Then returning favor by doing same to yall
No story of a holy man just the story of mwah
Story of the fall popping off
Thank the Lord the next man
Yo this Chris Rock
I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay
We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rose
That's how we do it
That's all we do
Belaire Rose!
a vendetta
Get Saddam by any means and make man chedda
In 4 years you grow 600 million
The bush family
Oil tycoons
They're worth billions
You even pissed
uncle bad son
Please let me be a good father to my son
When the day's here when the time come
Please let him be a better man than I was
Cause I feel
lonely
I'm a man I'ma stand by myself Mind your business boy it's good for your health
Don't hit my line nigga I don't wanna speak Tried to talk to my ex
As a real man will
I can't die by my design
I hope I die with my hands filled
Come and see
With the blessings of the King
Not strapped to an anvil-
man to the right, to the left, all is well
And it's one thing I believe in, don't ever leave and retrieve
Killers jumping off by the evenings now
97'
to no good
When I was young
Used to dream
Pen in my hand
Think of all the lost sunken and incredible lands
In the essence of man
I was searching for
mother ran, in this gutter land
Then she married a good Muslim brother man
So I had a hell of a lot of teaching
We leave sin on the table with
high nihga burn shii up
Every good thing i live for i can have it all
If you know where i`m from, you know how far i`ve run it up
Grown man inna young
Turn your block more smokey than Jamaican nigga's nights
Are they racist, fam? Tryna be funny? Or tryna relate to man?
Sixty-year-old businessman,
can tell by who I hang with
None of us is famous
Lost a couple brothers but they were never of us cuz they wasn't with who I came with
Misunderstood
Tooth
Do it for soldiers in heaven
Whom wasn't able to
If my brother Gustin was here
He'd probably be faded fool
If my brother Jamie was here he'd
ain't heard you
I'm Kaine Wick and I fuck up the pain
See, GoonRich was my muhfuckin' man
All this Gucci I'm the real Gucci Mane
My brother died and I was
occurs when a cancer meets a libra
Let me translate i'm busy expanding my fanbase
You can tell a man's strength by gripping his handshake
We don't call
Man as I sit here and think about everything that I've been through and everything that I've seen, I'm just now realizing God that you've
Been here
With four sticks we kept the mace like green wood
I know the man are asking but the team's good
My niggas ballers offer drugs they didn't need snus
the law
My mother raised me a God (Hey)
(Fuck you)
A goddess told me "good morning" when I woke up
(Fuck you)
You know I had a good morning when I
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