Lyrics:
'cause now I got a son
I gots to do the right thing for shorty
And that means no more gettin' high, drinkin' 40s
So I get back lookin' type slick again
Live to sin, we are
Hunter/killer
Blinded by our hate, deafened to cries
Hunter/killer
Only one has the right to survive
Hunter/killer
Faith in
And it's no lie, I need more cash, and a co-sign
Need it so fast, I won't sigh, if it's cold cash
Get me so fly, Ice frozen
My egos so high in the sky like
goes hey, hey, hey
All my people stand up and fight with me
Cuz they can't
Hold us back no more son its judgement day
The towers are burning the nations
Friday, January 14, 2022
7:06 PM
We don't talk no more
Don't slide no more.
Don't come to the shows.
Not one of the bros,
Not slime anymore.
at a loss style, got no cause to smile
I toss that ass all across, kinda like a foster child
[Mr. Metaphor]
It's Mr. Metaphor, everybody gather round
Live in
Baby you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong, you
Baby you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong, you
Baby you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong, you
Juice, son?)
I bought toast and got life (you remember Juice?)
General Emanuel, cell block, cold crop
Got bagged up, weed, by cream cop
Fuck the world
The truth
But we call the truth another name
We call Him Jesus
The Son of Man the Word become flesh
Came to live among those doomed by death
He claimed to 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
sons too
And you can sing along if you know the tune
Like, Black Lives Matter
Black Lives Matter
I said, Black Lives Matter
Black Lives Matter
I said,
no more
Call it Simmons Incorporated, since '74
Lotta money in this fam, think about it
Me wit Run-D.M.C., and him over at Def Jam
Well damn, how
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
'cause now I got a son
I gots to do the right thing for shorty
And that means no more gettin' high, drinkin' 40s
So I get back lookin' type slick again
all made sense
I could live without this sadness gripping my senses before she came
But to be held tight in her sunshine
Every sigh it just felt
to the end of the days
“Hear me now, my hapless son
Warn away all yours fears
Make good use of your brief days
Life may be grim but death is more austere
By
by example
Yea
This songs just a sample
Black folks get your plate its time to eat
And we gon' hunt for ourselves no more Govermeat
Cuz ain't no time
Rock the house
"You make me wanna die"
He said it like he meant it
Story over no more
hopin to prevent it
"You make me wanna live"
She said that
I don't wanna be the one who envies love that isn't mine
But I do, oh yes I do
I don't wanna feel this green when hand in hand they pass by
But I do,
Knock the sense into the many of the conquerors just sitting in,
Offices just chilling getting off on how we live in sinn,
Robbing innocence, nah that
Yeah yeah uhn uh uh uhn
Uh nuh uhn uh uh uhn
Got me singing not by power not by might
By the Father, Son, Holy Ghost
Yeah you know the vibe uhn
Huh!
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