Lyrics:
My Death is in earnest.
It's the logical end (of mine).
I must go to the mysterious Land.
The Absolute now may be slaked.
The Past crumbling away.
My
no need to awaken now
Counting up the fleeting
Moments like contentment
Its all downhill from here I can sense it
Can't contend with me and
The pen's
quest is pure and just, Yet here we rest in what we know; in this our only trust."
But a fire within begins to burn too fierce to douse or tame, The Word
supper
Nigga let's eat
You're my Lord
You're my Lord
What is it all worth
What does it all mean
Soon I'll find out
For now here's to the small things
and forth in these streets, that's the rhythm
Revenge is supposed to be the Lord's but I use my own accord
When I seen him on the porch, cost my man his life,
Lord lord
And my coat isn't hangin' down
Lord lord
But this song is mine
So's this old guitar
If you've been down the end of time
You'll have
One hundred violins playing at my funeral
What you people crying for?
Save it for my funeral
If life passes by and nothing is immovable
Play
sit nice and quiet for a bit. Here.
(She pulls out the chatelaine purse, which is now immediately
recognizable to the audience as Pirelli’s
Lord I'm thankful lord
You is what I'm thankful for
Yahweh, Yahweh
Giving all the praise to Yahweh
I'm so thankful, it didn't go my way
Guide me
again
Oh confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord
Please believe in your heart
That He died was raised from the dead
And by His stripes
And by His
can I do?) right now I'm caught up (I need you)
Instead of leaving, I know that you'll be right by my side (I know you'll be right here for me)
[Intro]
Is there salvation for the sinners?
Is there salvation for the sinners?
I ask, (please help me lord)
Is there salvation for the sinners?
Is
Okay now this how I'm feeling
Lately I'm like the villain
'Cause while they on that other shit I been posted, out here chillin'
Lord willin', I'll
the Devil with a smile
So throw away that stupid lance
It's really not your style
Joker is the name, poker is the game
We'll play right here on this bed
the Devil with a smile
So throw away that stupid lance
It's really not your style
Joker is the name, poker is the game
We'll play right here on this bed
Tryina find my purpose in my life ain't worth this
I'll be earnest I aint worthless but I'll earn this
Burnin furnace all the murder vinyl turners
bout to turn up
It's hot in this bitch bout to burn
Earning more yeah bitch Im earnest
Washin niggas like detergent
You did all that shit then confirm it
killin" me, in my sleep
Will I survive til the mo'nin, to see the sun
Please Lord forgive me for my sins, cause here I come
Lord, I suffered through
Gimme the pain
Gimme the pain
Gimme the pain
Gimme the pain
Well shit just went sideways and now I've crashed to depression
This is relapse now here
And I been invited to slide in by now like it's my job
I still don't got paper
My savings is great but I really could not pay for
A hot date with a long
earnest, but might kill myself like Hemingway
I was like fuck school, ever since a young buhl
Got you by the tail, what's two plus two, you dumb fools
If you
Saving not spending unless it come back
Spirit attract (come here)
Whatever it is good
Even the bad
Had to go sit by myself (hold on)
They started
Doin' all this sippin' Belvedere
Gotta sheriff here and a bailiff here
All we missin is a judge
One night with a random bitch, and she'll burn your ass
on my knees
Like Lord
My mum says I am a blessing that you blessed her with me but
Oh Lord
She is the blessing that you put in my life and I just can't
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