Lyrics:
and watch the world come to God
He called my name when I was feeling lost
There's victory and it's at the cross
I go to Him cause He holds my heart
I go look
my death bed gotta be snoozing on myself
When I lost nigga I was losing by myself
So damn right I'm in my new whip and I'm cruising by myself
Y'all
as thirsty
In death as he was when alive.”
Now he's buried out in the back yard
His stone's got a cross on the top
But by moonlight it looks
Like a bottle o'
the cycle continues
(Kill nigga, Kill nigga)
He only 17, his homies was his motive
He only 17, his momma never noticed
Too busy paying bills, tryna provide
his purple robe
When he was dead he was taken down from the cross
And laid in a borrowed grave provided by compassionate friends
More than
mc’s near and ever since slayer was found by cold sound he’s been much better than all his peers around why you think I was crowned king I’m sorry it
the city and he made the Bound
He was building something special when he met K-D
His ace in pocket and the key to his team
He had talent in the lab and had
Thomas was a champion
No one can deny that
He led the Alabama Crimson Tide
In all time total sacks
But his heart was even bigger
Than all his natural skill
the unexpected blessing like a stimulus advance
Yeah, I thank God for giving me a chance
And in his foresight he has given you a glance
Yeah, it was written in his
requests?
Yo
Started fightin' back in '96
No one knew the pain of the life I lived
He's a frightened kid, inside his mind is sick
We were designed to live
nights when there was no one there
I remember nights when there was no one there
No, no
No
Square's supposed to be here, nigga, he was there
Paper's
Well, way down yonder in Louisville
Lived a cat named Big Bad Bill
I wants to tell ya
Ah, the cat was rough and tough he would strut his stuff
Well, way down yonder in Louisville
Lived a cat named Big Bad Bill
I wants to tell ya
Ah, the cat was rough and tough he would strut his stuff
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I'd never lie
Said "Be true", I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I
He's out his head, I'm out my
grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey
These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught
But he sleeps on concrete and
In the dark he grieves
Although he doesn't know why
He can feel his heart bleed
When he closes one eye
He can almost half
the cross
You were the one
That I was thinking of when I rose from the grave
Now rid of the shackles, victory's yours
I tore the veil for you to come
I'm telling is true
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I'm sure he's
gettin' some head (Shawnna, you a fool for this one)
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head (special shout out to Bill Clinton)
I was with
something I never felt black
I told his momma I was sorry she said "Sorry won't bring him back"
God gave life to the human race and he alone has the right
Ride hard and I'll make it by dawn
Cross the Brazos at Waco
I'm safe when I reach San Antone
He glanced back over his shoulder
The posse were
Ride hard and I'll make it by dawn
Cross the Brazos at Waco
I'm safe when I reach San Antone
He glanced back over his shoulder
The posse were
the love and inspiration, plenty
Yeah I'm loved by many, and only hated by a little
Now I think it's time to switch the lyricism, peep the riddle
I was
at stake
But one of the warriors flouted the rules
And with cunning and guile had the other one fooled
As he held up his hands in a gesture of peace
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