Lyrics:
of you
Memories lie in wait for me
To come on by and crush down on me
When we shared just one two kisses
Maybe seven eight
Without no distance
In our
a microphone will give you three of everythin' I wear, yeah
Models by the pair, swear, bottles, private Lear, steer
Style that's outta here, rare, thousands by
Parentheses, it's right
In therе 3rd Parentheses
I ain't gonna gеt all religious on you
Up here but it's in there
I don't like them pancake buffets
In Las Vegas
it reminds me that in six days
God made this great Heaven and Earth
When I see the seven, it reminds me that on the seventh day
God rested from His
Psalms 137
1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
2 We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst
a microphone will give you three of everythin' I wear, yeah
Models by the pair, swear, bottles, private Lear, steer
Style that's outta here, rare, thousands by
and the prism of three-dimensional prison
I walk through the liquid of the Seven Rivers
And deliver rhyme schemes that cut like verbal scissors
Or arrows
tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by Name
[Chorus 3]
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Comfort and Joy
O tidings
if you know my story
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Been around from 1995 bisa Reggie zippie shata wale hammer sugartone
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And when he's come to his true love's window
He's knelt down gently on a stone
And it's through the pane he's whispered slowly
My darling girl, are you alone
a room that's a womb for this mess.
Sick boy, sick boy, bitten by a tick boy,
Tell me how it feels to be buried while you breathe,
Stones and sticks boy,
Stone Will Become Of You, Withered Shall Be Your Pride
Angels I've Chased Away, Now Demons Pull Your Mind
Closer Toward Your Prize Of The Hell In
[Crypt The Warchild]
I'ma known beast sick with it full blown speech
Buryin' bones deep beneath the stone streets
Stampedin the globe deep with
Me got them sick as weed like COVID Omicron
Stoned like a robot call me Megatron
Getting high as fuck listen to Stefflon Don
Mother Mary marijuana she
your lid
Say three Hail Marys while you finger a kid
Set fire to your daughter because she dared to elope
In the name of Allah, in the name of the Pope
Mary Mary’s little lamb is
One of three absorbed
My friend, you are the pecking order’s whore
Kshhht! Roger dodger
Camp of the squalid contra
The single
call yo crews
3-4 Need to lock yo doors
5-6 Better loaad yo clips
7-8 Time to meet yo fate
[Verse 2 Pimpstress]
Some of yall niggas aint wit this,
Well
an instant, the fourth of seven children
The oldest male on the block was half and half
Brown, stones to neck bones, crack joints to tones
Where young
a new stick I want some bodies I'm recruiting
One, two, three, four Catch 'em out I up that score
Five, six, seven, eight Send that shit right up
1, 2, 3 (7)
Let it go and be free (it's Heaven)
4, 5, 6 (the Door)
Leave all 'em stones and sticks (3+4)
7, 8, 9 (damn)
Baby you so damn fine (hot
I've Got so Many Prospects but All of Them Are Underground. (Miner)
“What have I done?” a man exclaimed,
as he ruptured the gold veins.
Three men
pay off
Bitch I'm in the party getting touched on by 3 bitches
She rub me like a genie in a lamp she want 3 wishes
We be making money moves
Niggas
One
Two
Three
Four
She said "don't stop, I want more"
Can't get enough cant get enough tomorrow she'll be sore
Her ex blowing up her phone, she on my
for the guys
But despite all this, she still applied
She scored real high on her ACT and had a 3.5.
On graduation night, yes she cried
She figured it
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