Lyrics:
the pastor
Prob'ly been livin' to make sure my son never become a bastard
I've never been the one to quit I've always been the leader
But I feel this world
the pastor
Prob'ly been livin' to make sure my son never become a bastard
I've never been the one to quit I've always been the leader
But I feel this world
Parents I do not know
Can't even get a hug
That's why I never trust
Why did you give us up
Why did you let me go
Dead to the world my love
I'm tired of all
of evil
I can't keep you to myself
Take the short way home
You'll be safe here by my side
In this world of evil
I can't keep you satisfied
And you
know you waited this
And I wanted this to be elaborate and so strenuous
And then you just slide by and wiz-ave
You on another piz-age
Is that the way
thinkin' fuck yeah I'ma make it, if I don't get too complacent
Spittin' but this shits so fragrant and you wish it was contagious
But my shit is Vegas
shit
Threw away too many opportunities
Foolishly stuck in my coonery
Life is losing me
This drug shit so new to me
Release continuity
Until he stuck
tape
This is for real classic
And getting money was never part of my goals
It just came along with me shining the light on them hoes
I've been out
can't really see the vision like they got pink eye!
Playin' wit my time, on you like some Levi's
Only live once ain't got time for no retry
This world
like a possessed painter trying to pace up this paper in this den of pay cuts
I need to feed my pen it's now not later
God bless my labor
Push away them
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
got some work to do you mean the world to me
Been waiting for this moment because you're not your average girl you see When gold bonds and currency meet
and hope, truth and justice, did not die on our watch but thrive.
That America secured liberty at home and stood once again as a beacon to the world. That is
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
miss me
Flight's leaving real early, home by 7:30
It's funny like Eddie Murphy conversations, don't worry
Why you break that love like the lonely [?]
comes to the world
You come to my world
My soul has flowers
Clouds going
Everywhere blossoming
Pink, green, white, yellow, red, blue
My smile is shining
allergic to cash this year
Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-be
Killin' bustas is my motherfuckin job, him or me
Lyrically fatally driven, niggas reported
make that pussy wet
New track suit zip up this is not no Nike tech
Man I worked for this yeah it took a sec
It's funny cause a lot of these
an order, but a crime is a crime, ain't never been a man to abide
So, they looked to be takin' my star, I'm gonna take this town
Get the boys & the extra
create, let it evolve on it's own
A place to stay not my home
I need that inspiration
I'm all for facing what you fear, make life worth living all your
Legs giving out I'm singing this song
I can't get away from the pace everyday everyday
And I see the youth melting away
Kids are adults by the time
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
heavens gates are open
Whenever my time is I dont know when
Till then I just pray they notice
Confused by this world we live in
Dont know if or when Ill
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