Lyrics:
reap flow n-gga
Gettin swallowed by the Maybach deep throat n-gga
Uh, I’ma bout to go planters,
I’m still in my prime, Dion Sanders
We all gamblers,
When my love said to me
Meet me down by the gallow tree
For it's sad news I bring
About this old town and all that it's offering
Some say
Mother Mary
(Words and music by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Seven Nations)
Mother Mary close enough to dying
Knows what she wants
And still keeps
Christ by highest heaven adored:
Come, your circle round Him closing,
Pious hearts that love the Lord.
Come ye poor, no pomp of station
Robes the Child
tonight.
Shepherd boy upon the hill
Bid your flock be very still.
Fall softly snow.
A child is born tonight.
Shine brightly star.
Wisemen bearing gifts come
tonight.
Shepherd boy upon the hill
Bid your flock be very still.
Fall softly snow.
A child is born tonight.
Shine brightly star.
Wisemen bearing gifts come
myself if it weren't for you
Mary mary mary
I love my greens like a vegan dude
Still drink dairy, sorry boo
and field, leading with the javelin
Was only scheming 'cause couldn't reason with my abdomen
Still bagged 'em all, Virgin Mary to Mary Magdalene
They used
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
But like Nino Brown
I wasn't born with a
Silver spoon my mouth
It was a struggle time
For a child between 7 and 9
I did what I had to do
In order
your nigga still drink Pinnacle
Bitch, your taste is pitiful
I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit, call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash,
Girl, use my manger for your darling angel
Cozier than my sheep you ought to be, Mary
Showed you my stable for my farming animals
Girl, you must
on it get it stalking
I don't got reasons to speak, cash out let my money do the talking
Some say I'm living up peace picture perfect but I still keep it
my blood's gonna be a meal
So Mary look at your bitch, please, Jesus, take on the wheel
Oh, what's that? That gay, dirty bitch, fag, fat
Oh, stop that.
the gift of new life
When His yearning became Mary's child
Though surrounded by all of man's goods we embrace
His hope of that Bethlehem night
We'll
they knock us flat
Our dignity of race may
Retire into its shell
Our Minister of Grace may
Defend us none too well
But still if a child
Becomes too
brother got arrested
Then I got up out the streets I'm clean
My niggas still in it
So you better watch ya feet you get beamed
And lil polo do it dolo
But
numbers
So it's plain to see where my whole plan come from
American dream
I'm living the life still
Way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill
numbers
So it's plain to see where my whole plan come from
American dream
I'm living the life still
Way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill
O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
Forgive me father for I have sinned
I'm a child of the air, I'm a witch of the wind
And I'm still wide awake... Mary Jane
From the earth up
skyscraping hopes you feel me
Can you dig it yes I'm still on my pivot yes I'm a beast
Had a person break my heart, they turned around and broke me
Just to say
I lost my senses
As I was a kid feeling like a only child I was abandoned
I remember being down bad sleeping on them sofas
I remember like living in
What happened to Jah’s child
Maynard James Keenan
He must be counting bodies like sheep
Outta raw dog reservoirs
By God you will not kill me in my home
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