Lyrics:
wrongs
Ain’t got time for the snakes so tell them leave me alone
Imma die by myself with my name on that stone
I been fucked over so many times my heart
at a young pharaoh
Who slew Leviathan with one arrow
As I revolve through the gun barrel just to watch it unravel
I tell them have heart, must travel
Keep
and he tells him the drop
Says to meet him there now up the road from the shop
Kyle's there quick with his two young bucks
Black gloves in a ringer,
come with me
I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes
Got a tell-tale heart, like Mr. Poe
Got skeletons in the walls of people
around the time when you got elected
Ain't nothin' changed
All the promises you made, before you got elected, they ain't came true
Tell me what to do,
a soda, word to Fargo
I'm tryna get the fucking fame and it's a tricky little game you gotta play
Sometimes you gotta tell your heart "No"
Here's
It's in the way you walk, it's in the way you move
I can tell by the way you dance to the groove
You're an old soul, babe, with a young heart
It's in
Young, gifted and black
Oh, what a lovely precious dream
To be young, gifted and black
Open your heart to what I mean
In the whole world you
I keep spittin' 'till my heart stop
Young niggas tryin' to tell me that I'm played
Once they say you played, nigga you must be payed (HA HA! huh ha)
so we can put this to an END
You'll need some dough, I'll probably LEND
You want to play Biz Mark AGAIN
And tell him I'm just a FRIEND
So buy me
I was born Jonathon Aaron Steel, to the parents of William and Elizabeth
steel. I am a Leo, born under the sign of the lion and I was raised in
can stay out all night or go back to mine
I don't care when you're by my side
We can get high or drunk
And do something dumb
The night's young but this
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
the good die young do the bad die old? (Let me know)
I'm just trying to carry my load another good nigga livin' by the bad guy code
Lookin' for the Lord
preserved and most likely at its peak
A culture so advanced, and by condition of the teeth
They can tell that they was civil, not barbaric in the least
"Evidence Of God"
(Words and Music by Geoff Moore and Roscoe Meek)
Every mountain, every valley, the evidence of God.
Verse One
I believe that
Go ahead and call me a coward and say I'm not strong
Because I'm not like you
Go ahead and call me crazy cause I live in a maze
Tell me how about
flyin' by
I believe I saw the light Hank Williams saw
[Chorus]
Oh the sky is blue 'cause it misses the stars
And my heart understands
To tell you
heart is burning, in Hades' furnace
God knows, my life is a mess
[Verse 1]
In my 20's now with a big ego
William Lawrence the nigga with the sick flow
nigga run
I’m a Young Forrest Gump
Coming straight from the slums
I’ll tell straight how it was
Look
Niggas on the block every day like it’s border patrol
seconds later she was by my side
Baby, I wanna tell you something
I'm the one you need
Baby, I wanna tell you something
For you my heart bleeds
re-signed
I got a new price
It's… blessed and highly favoured
Tell em I got these packs in flavours
Back in the loop, hacking and packing,
I'm attacking they
Freedom to swerve hit the curve
Talk toughy get murked
Couple niggas doin life
Couple niggas in the dirt
Text your bitch with the word
Sarina Williams has
fight ends with you on the ground
Better not make a sound
As I Put another pill in my mouth
My heart it stays hardened from josh and smitty departing
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