Lyrics:
to constitute
What this country at times calls (yeah) their throwaway children
We seem to be approaching (come on) an age of the gross
We all have this idea
gonna mourn you til I join you
Chorus: x2
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
i hope you here me now in god we trust
even all the prayers can't bring
smiling then they're screaming please let me off
I was always way to young to go and get involved
By the age of 8 I figured out what pressure was
Every
smoke me
Ama shoot the M***********
If he don't kill me first
Yo from age 10 I been involved in the trap wave
12am in shearwater court watching Marlies
you see when you're dreaming
Armageddon and aftermath
This may blog in paragraphs
Sit on a throne, full of X's and bones
Blowing smoke and I laugh
They get everything they want and
They just call daddy and I'll have
It to them by the morning
I'm a young paid nigga, got it made nigga
Not bad, I quit
timid at a younger age, nigga
Daddy asked me what I wanna be, I said a paid nigga
With connections out the pot, I gave myself a raise, nigga
Heaven
My daddy hated that rock and roll
So I know I wasn't supposed to go
To the loud devil music show
But I wound up in the snake pit with my best
momma was doing the best she could
I was a latchkey home alone for hours
Entertaining my sin And my soul devour
Pick up by the cops at the age of 12
My mummy says I'm a miracle
My daddy says I'm his special little guy
I am a princess
And I am a prince
Mum says I'm an angel
Mum says
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream, I
makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream, I
Swing by come taste this (Come taste this)
I'm sure it's gon' revive your taste provide some space
To grind stop hating (To grind stop hating)
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's only when the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long
Sailing through the autumn leaves singing an ancient
by the death trap
Chorus - 2X
Verse Three: Grym Reaper
Bitch she had a body like a Lexus Coupe
Her step-father, was robbin the cradle bangin
able to fly through this world, doing what you love to do but because of a court order your son before the age of 1 has to fly twice a month and maybe by
Everything is gonna be okay, call on me
You can call on me, yea
Now by the age of ten this girl has been through more
Then the one you see standing
My mummy says I'm a miracle
My daddy says I'm his special little guy
I am a princess
And I am a prince
Mum says I'm an angel
Mum says
shocked
We got legends by the dozen so just take your time
Bout to get groupies by the millions who be super fine
Check this brand new flow that ages like
knew I'd be the shit from about the age of 10
Or maybe age 7 cause daddy died then
Bitch I taught myself how to be the muthafucking man
Yeah bitch I
Lemme tell you a story about a girl I know
Check this one out
She was a child of rock 'n roll
Her daddy played the Whiskey at ten years old
a simple man she prefers
Every kiss was a death wish, every plan was a let down
Stopping in tears she pulls over by the playground
Clearing her vision,
remorsal pity
Took the first bus from York to Jersey City
Women and child alone now that's pressure
Moms got to go to work, drop me off by Obesa
Momma,
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