Lyrics:
me obviously not knocking
A big chakra
Or shockin the world by noggin
Get it done
Like your Bravestone
N the game's on
Can't get home
Til you level up
Damn, it can't get no worse than this 'cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve all my
sure you can comply
You gotta make it by the scree-nin-nin guy
And if you done do, you can come back in a week
And if you don't, well, you ain't allowed
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
like the one-eyed cat
Peeping in a seafood store
I can tell by lookin'
You ain't no child no more
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake,
My child
And there you go, back at it again
We pray and think about you when you out late with your friends
As much we meant to talk about yo
featuring Bushwick Bill
[Dope-E]
Yeah, getting ready to slash to media...
You see, what you need to do is start jocking
like that chump Charles Stewart
They're always claiming, that the devil made me do it
For insurance, he killed his wife and his child
And blamed it
like the one-eyed cat
Peeping in a seafood store
I can tell by lookin'
You ain't no child no more
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake,
Bill Bailey
Bobby Darin
Traditional arranged by Bobby Darin
- (#19 in 1960)
(spoken)
(Hey, Bill Bailey, Don't look now but somebody's calling you.
no feelings
Haunted by the pain of living
Stability my current mission
Stability my current mission yeah
How you doin' young child
Settle down, it's
Listen, my child, can you see what's been done?
Listen, my child, can you see what's begun?
You mustn't run from her open casket
It's now our turn
I'm a pop a little pilly I wanna get silly
Imma imma Get get it get, till the sun rise by the city
Sickest vision that I ever done seen
It's a dream
We can all get some, and we can give some back
And if its done correct, we'll make more than noise
So pick it up, and pick me up when you're bored with
evening ... and your vehicles rocking a little stick figure family ... well you better leave before me. 'Cause I'm gonna fucking ram you.
How bout my
locked
While my mom wanted me to stay
I was tryna get the money
She kept taking it away
Well I guess I can't get mad at her when she had bills
crucial that I get it done
Bad guy, Shang Tsung
Art of war, Sun Tzu
Baby ass nigga
Please dont make me have to son you
My homies slangin' iron
Like a cannon
My trying ain't done no good
I said, my trying ain't done no good
You don't make no effort, no not like you should
Lazy, stay in bed
Lazy, lazy
Even when I'm alone I'm with the crew still
That's the Trinity feeling me
Its really known well
Pardon my tardiness
But I want it to be obvious
That I'm
Might spoil the bitch for the thrill
I fuck bitches on million dollars worth of bills
I get it poppin' by all, any means
I hold up my wrist, that's
done me nothin'
Done me nothin' but good, nothin' but good, yeah
Well, I gave my heart to Jesus, and I took Him as my savior
Cast my lot with
The feeling of ride or die
Ceiling not determined by racial lies, skin divides
My red blood cells scatter as the white come to fight
I confide, an apple
of the horror story
Your Walking Dead
Your Stranger Things gloried in
Are yourselves the walking dead and the stranger things to me than my own loved ones seen by
the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Uh oh the grind don’t stop
If you still breathe breath then it’s time on the clock
New nigga
.jpg "Bill Gaither")
.jpg "Bill & Gloria Gaither")
Discuss these well done my child by bill gaither Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In