Lyrics:
it going to take to be your on-staff nurse
Lights out and I want to get next to you
Listen closely, hear what I expect of you
What next? I don't know
When my hands are tired and my step is slow
Walk beside me and give me the strength to go
Fill my face with your courage so defeat won't show
of sand
Choke lonely out with my bare hands
I'd hang hate so that it can't be heard
If I could only kill a word
I'd take brokenness out back
of sand
Choke lonely out with my bare hands
I'd hang hate so that it can't be heard
If I could only kill a word
I'd take brokenness out back
money)
You know who the realest is, niggas, we bring it to you (take money)
That's aight
(Take money)
First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you
A wondrous place it is, there can be no doubt
But no one ever goes in, and no one ever goes out
So when your children quarrel and nothing seems to quell
money)
You know who the realest is, niggas, we bring it to you (take money)
That's aight
(Take money)
First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you
devised myself a plan
That should be the envy of most any man
I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand
Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired
cash
And when you stack your cash you pay your muthafuckin' staff
And then you take the world you do the muthafuckin' math
(If you grind hard enough)
Farewell little Sheba
I hear them a'calling
Here is your staff
Tend to thy sheep
Good wishes be with you
If that be your calling
Farewell little Sheba
Arise
out on the way to the ground (keep filmin')
Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed, chopped 'em in half
And suffocated your oxygen mask
myself a plan
That should be the envy of most any man
I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand
Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired
But I
From this place to another
I don't carry any weapon
I don't carry any staff
But I'll carry half your burden
'Til your journey's cut in half
Let
the mountain
First the foothills must appear
Step high and light
And take up your staff and shining armor
(Chin up, chin up)
You don't really have
I'll be with you through the fire
Take My hand and part the sea
If you'll trust Me I will lead you
Lead you to your destiny
Heaven's magic staff
Lay down my dear brothers, lay down and take your rest
Oh, won't you lay your head upon your savior's breast
I love you, oh but Jesus loves you
of sand
Choke lonely out with my bare hands
I'd hang hate so that it can't be heard
If I could only kill a word
I'd take brokenness out back
to fix it, if it comes out wrong
(Is my size up there?)
We got all kinds of sweatshirts, you can take your pick
(Is my size up there?)
With the collars
promotion's so lame
They could never ever take it to the real ball game
Maybe they think I'm a pet
Well I've got all the diseases
I'm breaking out in
I haven't seen you in a while, since you sparked the flame
We had the joys and pain, the sunshine and rain
Now you got your man, I got my staff
Pullin' up, drop top Porsche
This that glory
I'ma come through and just black out
Just black out
Keep a few jews on the staff now
I cash out
We finna
staff
You're such a freak, really don't care
Whip out our knives, broken out here
Got our new bags
Popping them tags
All I see is dollar signs
When I step in the place you should keep your mouth closed
Take your fat finger out your nose
You should just pay attention, and watch how I wild
anything, he never answers "no".
He just "yes"es you to death, and as he takes your dough
He tells you
"Yes, we have no bananas
We have-a no bananas
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