Lyrics:
was blinded by your light.
And the world that I used to see is gone without a trace,
Replaced by your eyes and the smile upon your face.
And I will
Lincoln continental
I'm the mouth that roared swore to the lord
The eye of hawk both live and die by the sword
The forbidden the six man be sinnin'
hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life.
Whose misadvantured piteous overthrows,
Doth
all grown up
And oh, death by a thousand cuts
A lover's touch hurts twice as much
A flesh wound got you all torn up
And I don't want you to live
Had a hater tell a lover
What a hater gonna do?
Ro don’t want a Rollie
Don’t play by the rules
Things be evil and you should know it
You can die
, it's true
I miss those days gone by
Oh but now I get to live through your wild eyes
So, son, make memories that will last, cause believe you me the years
Come up and rise, I can feel the fire burning up inside
You know I am the one, the father and the son
Look me in my eyes so you watching
Took him by
Eternal life in me so I don't need nine lives
Crucified with Him so on the cross I died
See by the Spirit I don't see with my eyes
The Son is risen
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
son, and I'm wishin' that I could be there
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it all up (it's sad)
And now your daddy doesn't fuck
You’re my dream lover
And you, your eyes are like the sky
I’m spinning on cloud nine
You’re my dream lover
I laid out a path not hard for you to find
So
Advocated by the few who do live it
Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man told me, don't be,
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
Gambinos, si lo quiero lo cojo
Y sin decir una cosa, el que habla son mis ojos
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why I'm always
back for just 1 day, homie
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his, baby,
Only one word Only live by faith
Only two words Only by His grace
I got three words Love the Lord
With all your heart
Only one word Only live by
eyes to see love
Enduring
My Shelter, Lord
My heart is safe, in You God
Protector
Knowing that I am Yours
In Your infinite streams of grace
I will live
Boom Boom Bap
I live life to love and love the life that I’m living
New Editions of rhymes like my name was Michael Bivins
Poison make more noise
and I are the fire and water
We balance each other to live
Creator, she gave us a daughter
A son will soon rise once again
Made a vow / it's death
Blow
Finesse, from SP to Casio
Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood
problem, Solver
Once the son, Now, The father
Da Da, Da Da, Poppa!
I live through madness
Write ballads
Empowering lives affected, Tragic
Pointing, Out
the king
Long live the king
Long live the
I'm the king's thirty second son
There's thirty one others just like me
There's thirty one others on the way
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