Lyrics:
telling a fable
Nigga capping out his fucking ass
Do my dance nigga then I dash
Said she pregnant, I'm like who the dad?
I done fell in love with the cash
making, all the writing are beside de ser
I believe in God I'll teach you by him, make you gentle
Be my fissile egg, bromo! How decides de ser
And give them
ground
Inch by inch, row by row, someone bless these seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below 'til the rain comes tumbling down
So plant your rows
can be dreadful
Don't forget to be faithful
To be faithful
Since my birth in my city
No one really wanna see me
I don't really know if they love or they
dying young and poor
Either way don't give a fuck
You gon' find me northbound
With the shit, I'm in the shit
You know I love them gun sounds
7's cry, macs
Way up in the backwoods
Where the pines they stoop so low
There's ghosts there
In the shadows moving mighty slow
In the gate by Tom Dooley's grave
me
Baby, the love from you, truly got me through
It's because of you, I was able to
Fall in love again, you gave me
Someone to love, oh someone
If I was someone you love
You'd be shaken by now
If I was someone you need we'd be better now
If I was someone you cared for
You'd be holdin' me
I need someone that’s gon' help change in every single way
I need someone that's gon' help me getting rid of all this pain
I need me some love
and they were fair
They brushed their bronze and
Dusky hair
And whispered, "Come, Sad Stephen, come, and play here"
"You will love, you will be loved
vengeance
Funeral watch by cops fi arrest anybody in attendance
Time draw near and me feel it
Me and di Lord never have a good relationship, me seal it
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
I am in love with the Princess
But she hates me
I feel so helpless
So empty, oh
Brought down by my own heart
I am in love with the Princess
Least I
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
right here, right now)
(Lay by my side, suga, thrill me tonight)
Hold me, love me (I want to feel you in my arms, babe)
Baby, can't you see, you
CHORUS
Our eyes are blinded by the holiness you bear.
The bishop's robe, the mitre and the cross of gold
obscure the simple man within the Saint.
way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
In
Life was gettin scary, written by Stephen King
I was feeling down no one believed in me
Spent my time alone I'm talking every evening
Thinking bout
at least, oh
I want to be loved by someone who can return my love, oh
And I want to be loved by someone who is grateful
But the more that I love yeah
got cigs, we got Caine
We got boof 10 for 2
Bullets have a nigga dancing look
Like he doing the shoot
Bishop off of juice keep a Smith
& Wesson in my
periphery
Even if you want it to end
You can’t change it
Inside the ground is swelling
Reaching out for someone to let it take them in
Cross the line you
that
How you got me in love, but you modded it like that
I see your pain through your passion and I'm riding by your side
Baby girl, tell me what's
Everywhere I go
The Nitty
I be repping
Let a nigga press
He don't that iron I be pressing
In the gym
Working on my shot like my name Stephen
I'm on the road
the bishop/coming sideways at me wrong ways
Going in like Bron James/Practicing on the off days
They ever put me in a box/that b***h will be a coffin mane
She f***ing
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