Lyrics:
philosophy is more accurate than Socrates'. I'm from the loin of sun's feet who walks in prophecy. Now throw your hands up in this bitch like it's a robbery.
one?
MELIA:
Far be it from me, father, that I should choose him for my
husband, and that in marrying I should presume to extend
my hand to a god who is
yea
Thick skin I walk in mind kept and guarded
The sword I got it flawless so don't become my target
Mind fixed to purpose heart clings to verses
Does
baseball, cause if I was
Brother J, we'd be playing professional. There nine innings to a
baseball game. By the way: Is it humanity? Or is it vanity?
baseball, cause if I was
Brother J, we'd be playing professional. There nine innings to a
baseball game. By the way: Is it humanity? Or is it vanity?
to get by (Sometimes)
I’m lookin’ at my life, shining bright there’s a light
Emitting from the deepest part of me here inside
I’m looking in your eyes I
Come take my hand (come take my hand)
To get to this one
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Now some of you might still be in that place
one and pay homage just for fun
With both hands in your pocket finna get this dinner plate though
Two!
Breaking through the silence is for the chosen
move across the lawn slowly
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand
And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby,
move across the lawn slowly
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand
And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby,
move across the lawn slowly
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand
And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby,
any strap den my brother just drop
Break doors
Break laws
I'm so dangerous
Bitch nigga snitch, I'ma take away your lip gloss
I'm like Hulk when I'm in
the darkness come real
Come and listen now to this
Sing the sorrows unreal of a broken king run down by the deals
All the fuck I ever wanted was a half a bag
A brother slips away
Another brother gone
A brother slips away
I reached out my hand too late
A brother slips away
A brother slips away
Juliet, you
win
Always by his grace
Amen
If you're a winner and you know it raise your hands in the air
Wave them side by side give all glory to the king
King
Feel my dirt, conceal my hurt
See my bruise, do this and you will walk in my shoes
You wasn't there when I was in deep thought
When I had two choices,
with my brothers
Snakes in the grass, I'm blowin' their cover
They rat on each other, don't stoop to their level
I'm rising above em, cut em
Sharp with
Strippers can't see me all dis money flyin'
30 years old talkin' 'bout retirin'
I'm a show these hoes who the king of diamonds
Soon as I walk in da king
his files
He know me by name
Aye Yeah
Hitting that walk
Hitting that walk
Hitting that walk
Walking with Jesus I walk with the talk
Talk of the king
Come take my hand (come take my hand)
To get to this one
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Now some of you might still be in that place
on
Hit a nigga dead in the chest, like Saquon with the stiff arm
Damn, I'm thinkin' drive bys (yeah, yeah), yeah
Walk ups, run downs, kick doors and lay
same way
Same way, none of my brothers dem basic
All my brothers dem walk wid Jesus
None of my brothers dem lame (hear dat?)
One or two of dem still
where they be
Dockin' this boat
No hope I'm shackled
Plus gang tackled
By the other hand swingin' the rope
Wearin' red, white and blue Jack and his
with me if you
Know what I’m talking about
Hall of Fame
Even though I'll walk in the church and
Burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I'll be
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