Lyrics:
All glory to my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ
Lord Jesus Christ
Real
Affiliated
Stand for Jesus or fall for anything, man
Don't waste your
I get lonely sometimes
With my man by my side
But it’s you in my heart
It’s you on my mind
I’m not tryna play
I know I can’t hide
It’s him that I
I aint hiding from shit, they better come and get me
Pray for any nigga who want war with me
Jumped off the porch and turned to Mad Max, mad man
the whole table
Sitting by myself when I feel the most stable
I'm kinda feeling playful let me state a couple things
The people that you knew for years aren't
season
Life feels like a dream, man, shit (tsk)
L-L-L-Life so fuckin' cool, the fit unreal, and
In a warehouse, dance the night away, my soul is healing
I
the man you'll be next
In the future I want zeros on my check (on my check)
Girl look at me ice on my neck (on my neck)
Girl look at me ice on my neck
to
Kill my lows when I get high
If you gon' roll, get ready to slide
I know you looking for someone to show you the way
I can tell by the look in your eyes
of the folly of trying to go home
As well I kill myself again and again
I was born to live in exile if it appeared again and again
And my one way home was by
can't miss you
Only seen the shine not the grind or what I been through
This shit off the dome I ain't never seen a pencil
Continuate by any means nigga
Droppin' L-B's
Feelin groovy
Stayin' healthy drinkin' water
Green juices and smoothies
I'm gettin' shit done
Yes my guy I'm havin fun
Just a stressed out
the man he realized
It was a relative living a 1000 miles away
Half sister was thinking of him very poorly on those mornings
In Northern Michigan
First you twist the cherry
Then you taste the seed
You might be able to cover the spread
But you got to use some jam in between
Inside
(By the pricking of my thumbs)
Kill me off but like ban quo I'll come back to plague you
(Something wicked this way comes)
All martyrs seek their cross
to upstage you
(By the pricking of my thumbs)
Kill me off but like ban quo I'll come back to plague you
(Something wicked this way comes)
All martyrs
Words and music by jimmy nail
Walking on cobble stone, little bits of skin and bone
Jumping on the tram car for a ride
I can remember then, I was
Two moons and a raging river
Saddled up by the piñon on fire
Drove out to the edge of the pueblo
Bought a drum from a man who cried
than a thousand black witches
Back to kill th eIron MAn
Stand - Raise your fist and chant
I won't be chosen to die
Let Us Prey!
See the hordes of Evil
the bitches and henchman at the dough with them pistols lay it down nigga you know why they came to get you.|Get rich or die tryin, live by the iron, you could
the tracks go down and a man gets slaughtered
And the shit be an RKO
When I SmackDown throw, that's Randy Orton
While I'm Mick Foley or Dwayne Johnson
okay
I'm honestly, tryna see (tryna see)
If me and you could be a possibly, modesty (modesty)
Is what I'm 'bout but man I'm throwin' up off
praised
I done seen bad bitches get on, I done seen boss bitches get laid
I hope my son don't grow up like me, so just be a man (yea)
But he only one, so
and lies
But however against the weather
You gon always be mine
And I'ma stretch my time we gon make thangs rite
No mo layin between tha sheets by yo self
Found her scarf
Wonder when she took it off
Does she even know by now
What kinda man you are
Just another kill
Be a savage if you will
I could try
Tell me a story I've got hours to kill
It's an easier drive when you're here in my ear
I liked the last one about those two guys
Who both had
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