Lyrics:
like a germ
Pray that God lead me straight when we go through that turn
Cause all these setbacks I've had left me with lessons learned
Respect isnt given
on shine you diamond shine
There are a million eyes watching the world tonight
Have we learned nothing?
Do we merit another chance?
By what grace have
live so wrong, with what we do is each his own
But living in fear, endless shame for countless years
I never lived in fear I knew I'd die another day
I
you
Won't tell what I said
'Cause two can keep a secret
If one of them is dead
Why do you smile
Like you've been told a secret
Now you're
If we do this, I ask you how,
Can we speak truth to someone else,
There is no way, no road at all,
We are destroyed, by our own plan,
The air we
But something's hidden through a door
Though I do not have the key
Something's here I cannot see
What does it mean? What does it mean?
I've read
wanna do is have fun with my loved ones (what?)
The thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got 'em by the dozen
When they buzzin', quick to say fuck
to hurt you
No I never meant to do you wrong
I stood waiting while the man said move along
We lay the tracks down
But now they rotted
Like a runaway train
and I, we fell in love
I read the signs, ain't nobody was
But god gotta know he might have peaked when he made you
The cosmos' only mistake is what they
The things that I can't forget
We share in those very special memories
All lovers do smile about
I'm so glad you feel the same
There's nothing to regret
SouthWest GA warriors
To come in packs, to feed, taking what we need
To succeed, you know what we gon' do, on this road
We gon' explode, now are you ready
when we done
She ain't my wife, how could I see her with my son?
Rockin' Rick Owens, got the ones that say, "Cunt"
All I do is sit and count racks up
SouthWest GA warriors
To come in packs, to feed, taking what we need
To succeed, you know what we gon' do, on this road
We gon' explode, now are you ready
Secret agenda, frequency antenna
Dr. Mindbender
Remote control, soul controller, your brain holder
Slave culture, game's over
What's a fox
money?
(Aw, you know what time it is, man
I got...)
Yeah, for some bail, buddy
We got to go do some work, man...
Maybe she can come help you
Maybe she can come lick you
After we're done
What's done is done
I don't want nothing else to do with it
Let me tell
no clue
And all I really wanna do, is get next to you
You know what the world's about, and I'll be your dirty boy
Well your clothes are made by
Ghetto idol I think, but what do I know?
Shit I know a lot more than I should
The hood stood by me just like I thought it would
Dont act like I'm
bread we was getting
And everything we did was forbidden
Forget what they do to the law
Well some guys nasty to tame (like who?)
But we must stay
It's the perfect plan
So inspired so devious yet so simple
This is what I do
Listen these niggas is tripping
These niggas been thinking we ain't
put a twist wit' it
You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin'? What's up?
Got da purp fired up
and break in front of ya
Erratic gets your presence you've been replaced by my essence
The sunshine survive, 'cause that's what we produce
Refuse
, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look, baby, this is simple, you can't see
You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P
I don't know what
a garden?
Always makes me teary
Must be one of them foreigners
God, that's good!
That is delicious!
What's my secret
Frankly, dear, forgive my
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