Lyrics:
And called him Jim
You have already met her. She is Della
Della finished her crying and cleaned the marks of it from her face
She stood by the window
playing
Why I gotta be like that, why must I chase the cat
Or really why must I chase the rat
Nigga fucking bitches how bout that
Wont you buy me
to an alcoholic
And he became a counselor (That's right)
Know a club owner
But I met him as a bouncer (I met him as a bouncer)
I brought couple artists together
We
that I am a God,
We're sons and daughters of God
No matter what you have done, ask him to forgive you,
And don't depend on this song, imagine just you
I swear I'll never let go of you babe if I do that must mean I'm a goner
When I look at your face can't help but remember the day that I met your
who I am
This is where I finally take my stand
I didn't want to fall
But I don't have to crawl
I met the One with two scarred hands
Giving him the best
don't have to crawl
I met the One with two scarred hands
Giving him the best of everything that's left of
The life inside this man
I've been born
To pray to him by candlelight
Then viewing through the past
I saw what is believed
Still dressed in royal clothes
A saint behind the altar
History
To pray to him by candlelight
Then viewing through the past
I saw what is believed
Still dressed in royal clothes
A saint behind the altar
History
chicken popped out.
Thank you, master Pinocchio, it said politely.
You have saved me the trouble of breaking my shell. Good-By!
and the chicken flew away.
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you
Come up to me through the secret door.
She gave orders to the maiden to open the door for him.
Once Aladdin entered he was met by his wife.
My Lady, I
y'all niggas if it wasn't a
Skirt it was gonna be a dress
Don't give a fuck who you are
I makes the whole city hot
Lick fifty shots at idi-ots
Show him I
nation and the chief priests handed
You over to me
What have you done?
If I were such a king, my followers
Would be fighting to free me
But my kingdom
waiting
For it to turn green, what you mean?
My soul is never for sale
My youngin' just did a twelve, he home
He ringing bells wish him well
Me and mines
a good day,
You've got to do a good day's work.
Chorus 1:
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner,
Nothin's what you get for free.
You
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
gone get plenty mo cuz pimpin neva fells
Ooohh venom, cross my heart hope to die stick a needle in my eye
If you didn't have Suga Free you'd have
cry
Just sing us your lullaby
Free us from all this insanity
Now I hear your words
So, you can speak through me
Now we must believe
In what we can't
completely free.
You're racing with the wind
You're flirting with death
So have a cup of coffee
And catch your breath
Fee first met Milly in a bar in
missing, distant from us)
I believe in ya', ride with the wind
(Oh I must have you, or no one, Forgive us
Distant)
Don't complain and never say you're sorry
with a honey by the name of Hannah
Wearing nothing but a bandanna
Pussy wetter than Louisiana
You know the deal, peace to Miilkbone
I keep it real flyer
'Cause while you living the dream life, he with some other whores
Let's take it back to when you first met, '94
You were doing nothing but working late
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