Lyrics:
here represents my heart
But there's just one thing I need from you (say "I do")
Because
I can see us holding hands
Walking on the beach, our toes
My guns bust
And if you ain't one of us
It gets worse
Bitch niggas get their eyes swole
In fly mode
I'm a homicidal outlaw
And five-o, get your
it better
(Better we can)
(Make it up) we can make it
Come on, look
Tell people the truth, but never give 'em your true thoughts
Terrorism
the world
And the reason for the world
Is to make us long for home, home, home,
For God so loved your broken heart
He sent his son to where you are
had made us
Well, I can't, well, I can
Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
Pain in my heart for your dying wish
I'll kiss your lips again
So hold your head, guard your heart, hold your head (yeah)
Conflicted in this free based world of give and take (take)
'Cause I always rather give
your side
I'll be there
For better or worse, 'til death do us part
I'll love you with every beat of my heart
And I swear
Ooh
I'll give you
Beaten down to an inch of my life by ignorant people
Came close to making me believe I was nothing but evil
No one has the authority to tell us who
I Heard From Your Mom That You Cried Out Last Night
For A Certain Someone To Turn On The Lights You Found
That Someone Was Not By Your Side
wasted,
Saying 'Lord please give us a helping hand'
Lord, there's got to be some changes
Gonna be a whole lot of re-arranges
You better hope love is
like a One Direction concert, so
We're on our own, so alone in the universe
We sent people to the moon and now we know just the two of us
By heart, my
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what
Beaten down to an inch of my life by ignorant people
Came close to making me believe I was nothing but evil
No one has the authority to tell us who
the hunger at?
Probably under a tree in Mississippi, by the river, where they hung us at
If Jesus walked, why we all running laps?
Feel like ending racism
But thank God we made it (yes, we made it baby)
They counted us out (counted us out)
But we're still standing here
Now that my heart is yours
We'll
I'm condemned, I'm condemned
Oh, my heart is on the mend
Nobody gives a damn about me
You can tell me that you love me
'Til your little lungs
sideways and I remembered it
The reason that my heart's cold now on some December shit
You used to give thanks for giving on some November shit
Talking
and lift
Us up and give us chance after chance and we still find a way to to F-things up
And sometimes y'all go and blame yourselves for thing's we do
know that you're playin' your sister
Or better yet sellin' your niece, to the weirdos, not the good ones
Katt Williams said, "Give you the truth," so
above
And as the storm moves away all I can say
Is there's a towel on the door for your love
Give me one last love song
To bring you back, bring
I took advantage of my shot and now it's raining
Bucket just like Mo Williams, fuck your cancer vaccinations
Plantation mentality making a laughable
won't try no more
I Helped you get up on yo shit
Even when yo Moma won't
I was down bad on my dicc
They left me in the cold
Gave my heart to a bitch
Who
The heavens will send a message within
Straight to your heart, ooh
We'll always be together, don't you worry, don't you worry
I'll always be by your side,
and give it right back
For generations we been dealt bad hands with bad plans
Prove your dedication by hoppin' out Grand Ams
I'm at the premiere
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