Lyrics:
Shot my pistol around this town
Now her old man's huntin' me down
I been carryin' this load
Up and down Rock City Road
Between two graves
Only by God's grace that I made it here
Though I walked through the valley, I'ma show no fear
Pray to the Lord every day that he guide my steps
Kept me
will not stumble
For He guides my way
I call Him the Father
Sweet rose of Sharon
Lilly of the valley
Adonai
Alpha and Omega
First and the last
The rock
Sometimes in the evening, I'd hear him sing:
[Chorus:]
I gotta walk that lonesome valley. I got to walk it by myself. Oh nobody else can walk it for me. I
nigga, I get it, yeah, I'm on the way
Tip of the Texas, yeah, there's no delay
Told him I need that piece by Johnny Dang
Down in the valley, you know we
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock
I'd hear him sing
I've got to walk that lonesome valley
I've got to walk it by myself
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me
I got to walk it by myself
the valley I don’t need no neighbours
Different sauce I got all types of flavours
By myself like I’m Derrick no favours
Alexander the feet
Put em on for
'Cause I rock the world from U.S.A. to Asia to Russia
If your shit stinks I'ma flush ya, then bust ya
Like a crazy man from Cali son
My jams be packed
God of the valley, God of the hill
Come now and lead me by waters still
Give ear to me when e'er I cry
Let all my anxious fears subside
Hear me Jesus
the 'vard
Actin hard, not fraud
Comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad
Automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe
Comin through the boulevard can't rock 'n roll
I never
Comin down the 'vard
Actin hard, not fraud
Comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad
Automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe
Comin through the boulevard can't rock
Build my house up on the rock
Build my house up on the rock
So that it withstands the waves
Of the water that He walks
Used to reside on the sand
your shots low
You hug the block close, we rock on and on
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
You duck the five-oh, we rock on and on (ladies!)
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
from Asia
All out the wood works, hood shirts and wizards
No match, unhatch, the rap is rigid
In the shaft, shotty cop, hip hop to the limit
It's breathin' time
In Christmas Valley
herons fly by night
and crash into the pines
and when we're gone
from Christmas Valley
no one will remember
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
It's breathin' time
In Christmas Valley
Herons fly by night
And crash into the pines
And when we're gone
From Christmas Valley
No one will
your whole damn game (2x)
[ VERSE 2: Planet Asia ]
Yo, bon voyage, load the track as we take off
I break off with explodin facts you can't shake off
these rocks this creek?
Raton Canyon by name pours
Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
into your angler'd maw
My salt maw shall
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
at the light, and I'ma dust ya Porsche
Cause I'ma dope MC, and I'm down by law
Fremelay her on the way to New York
To you MC's, who jock my style
You better
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