Lyrics:
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 passin' by in a stroller remindin'
your heart is pure
And you were made by
Mother Earth, Father Thunder
This heart winged, I am eagles son
Through storm and suite, untouched, it is
Gospels carved in stone
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Falling into the abyss
Left your existence inside the void
Free will's self-sacrifice, a dark game to roll the dice
Temptation
Guts be throw up sipping on rum
We sing from the creed of a begger's last son
Cash fast fun, no life undone
Take what you need son cause you daddy made
the night taking him away
As he lay dying he looked at me and said
Despite your folly my love for you stays
In the neon glow I stand alone
By the grave
fishin' line
Top's down on the GTO
Cruisin' down South River Road
Do you wanna go
Hot summer nights
I'll meet you down by that old swimming hole
Dig your
I was laying up treasures in every room
Stacking up stones on my own tomb
Nothing could roll these rocks away
No, nothing but your grace
You brought
close to home
While my daddy was a rolling stone
So I rock (So I rock) and I roll (And I roll)
And I rock
(And I rock) and I roll oh oh oh oh
So I rock
sitting by a grave
When the Devil walked up to me
He said "for your soul
I'll give you rock n' roll
And that's all you'll ever need"
I've got nothing
canary, stone lemon cakes
Show me attention when I'm in your city
I'm so used to fuckin' on all of your bitches
They wanna fuck us and they know that we
I was bound by guilt and shame
I was wrapped up in these chains
Holding on to a sinking stone
I'm letting go
Who the Son sets free is free indeed
Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious, hella vicious
I wonder where is this, hold up
Get the fuck out my business, show enough
We roll up then load
mercy for the weak
Run away and spread the word
Fear the sons of the golden horde
On your knees and hail our lord
Fear the sons of the golden horde
I'll be hated for your sake
I won't desert you
I won't turn away
Lead/2nd Bridge:
I am your temple
c vessel of your grace
They can tear every stone down
Lord, when my train gonna come
Yo, all you duns packin' guns
Fightin' for ones
It's time to get these hons
Start raisin' some sons
Plant your seed
in fear of a drive-by
And even if I get away from them drive-by killers
I still got to worry about those snitch-ass niggas
I keep on searching and I
knockin her boots
When she's away from home, she be swallowin juice
You thinkin that's yo' son, but he ain't lookin like you
See the barrel of a gun,
had over promised me,
Seemed to always fade away
(cnd I, will, not, break)
Feels like a guillotine
I watch your eyes roll back
It's oh so
these same
Mistakes my daddy made with me
Still his voice rolls off my tongue
When I say, "Boy, protect your mom"
Memories of my wife cryin'
of hallow tip round
Turn the fuckin' sound up
My cup runneth over Hennessey, the Bill Bixby
Ninja Scroll, niggaz that roll
My son did four in the hole
is wearing thin.
Can you feel the hollow? Somewhere sucks me in.
Move into your own dimensia,
I bounce the world upon my knee
Roll away the stone
alive digging my own grave
Roll another Raw for my final escape
She wants to fool around while I play my tape
Like we going over film I give her play by
got the melodies and music in your ear
So sing this town born child away from here
Well I'm a town born child
And all my teachers knew my brothers
and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you
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