Lyrics:
to the promise land
Im about to kill a man, Got the 9mm in my hand
Verse 1 Shadow
Noone really knows where the road to the right goes,
turn left an your faced by
that person for a short time
You tell 'em I love you, you're my heart
You argue witcha parents and they argue back
You're too young to be so serious
to guard your nation
For this military attack, to and L's draw back
Beretta take the point on the Sunz Of Man war track
I burn them like trick-alls,
to pull myself outta this nosedive
By proving something to myself.
She was lying on her back
With her lips parted.
Squealing like a stuffed pig
I was
so we could count the by the hundred stacks '99
So if you need word, then holla right back
I could sell it for cheap, 'cause I got it like that
White
back i be like catapult
Say man no be God oh
God no be man oh
Mo gboju mi soke
Baba gbe mi leke
As i go again
Everyday that i wake up
I count it all Joy
I get a little weak sometimes
Teach me the way, night and day
Oh, I'm under pressure, man, I'm under pressure
Been tryna walk it out I keep ended up
Let every living thing worship the true and living king
You o God who delivers man from the hands of his enemies
Yeah we steady marching
We magnify
ago about them stupid broads (man)
All the cowards cheerin' and yellin' when the hero stumbles
Standin' tall by God grace, couldn't be more humble
the crimes
All seen by the All Knowing One
You'll perish within the Hands
Of the Storm that means your end
These things you call your gods
These things, they
can count on you to have my back
But I got some angels that can do that
If it's adios then by all means go I am on my road
There's more people at your
death by the blood of the lamb
I was told religion ain't for a real man
But I'm a still praise God cause that's just who I am
I think that I'm done but
I am alone, just sitting by the seaside
Up comes a girl; she's looking to see
Why do I cry so?
She sits at my beside
Gives me a hug
And she cries
jumps out, my boys move like the mob,
Mans been mashing up beats, so I’ll have a few bangers by the end of this summer,
Life on road gets peak, so I got
get caught sleepin'
To every Disciple of Christ
There is NO Off Season
All Scripture is breathed out by GOD and
Profitable for teaching
For reproof, for
get large for me, mine, and ours
No defeating my God and if yours is kinda like that
Then give thanks, cuz sooner or later you'll get it right back
Who
Bigger house, 10,000 dollar purse fam
She let you in, she wanted rent by the 1st man
She the ring leader in a clique of birds
And they shadowy, like
to eat, know what I'm sayin'?
Just trying to eat, y'all
Everybody gotta eat, man
God is great, man, 7-3 and 12 jewels
Fake niggas? We got a lot of fake
of love way sweet pass jollof
Omo me I rate this your love oh
If to say no be God o
Man for don kpai
Man for don tire
Sinner man for don die o
If to say no
[Scoob:]
Hah hah, hey hey, laugh now nigga
My man's right behind you, Kane pull the trigger
I don't play, I'm from the hill where shit is real
me (nigga like me)
You should try to love on me
Bumbaclot God, I'mma make it alright
I seen her walk by and it caught my eye
That ass so super fat,
the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
Fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown xzibit get down
By liftin' iron by the pound for the tough
jesus...oh my god.
Dr. stewart: we're relaxing.
Gary phelps: [trying hard not to laugh]
Dr. stewart: okay, I'm back, we're relaxing, and we're counting down,
stared directly in the eyes of sin
Nurse Rozetta standing over me
And I was helpless as a man of God could be
I just can't sleep at night
Rozetta
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