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right

For my fuckin' love I met last time
In my dreams
Now she in my fuckin' mind
In my bed

Woah
It's a future time
Still though
Told you it was fuckin'

help
Shawty told me she can do it by herself
We making that money multiply
We don't give a fuck about the otherside
That make you a hoe you hang with

I finally got some sight (Sight)
I was blinded by the love but
Now I see niggas ain't right (Bitch)
Trust fucked up
You can't sit behind me with no

'm always rolling four deep Got the squad with me
For them i got endless love like i'm Lionel Richie
To the rest of you we like bob and whitney, you just

different with each women like menopause
But if she loyal I'ma let her ball, Bell and Ross
I will give you everything except love
And furthermore
Just

the old me
I love my family to death
And was raised by the best
Just know my head's held high
Never letting my chin touch my chest
God I know that you got

Revival

Robin Mark

The Best of Revival Worship: Platinum Series

2006

the way of the Lord

Sure as gold is precious and the honey sweet
So you love this city and you love these streets
Every child out playing by their own

the blood by animal
Yeah me ready anyway me a ready man
Never disappoint the god
Wey a hold me down and I say

Rather try on my own
Than to beg bwoy fi some

they’re around you 

What’s that say about you? 

Oh baby 

I don’t 

Need no one to save me 

I don’t care if you hate me 

I love it when they call me

of y'all niggas phony
So I kept things to myself
Lord knows
I ain't wanting new friends at any time
Go ahead
Rack my numbers
Hate how I rhyme
Next gen

uh
uh
yeah yeah
fuck
shit
Y'all don't even know
This is business of the Lord
I'm feeling cynical
All guns against the pope
I'm walking through these

This is Yours Sincerely
I really hope you can hear me
I know you more than your diary
I know you like we was fam
Paint a picture clear enough
You

keep heavy metal
Call me the reaper, pull up with a shovel
Been on this shit, boy, you not on my level
Pray to the lord and I pray to the devil
Said you

Lord hold my sins, when the times get low
Show all they plans, 'fore I hit that road
Shorty blow like fans, know his heart get cold
Catch you out by

is a Rolex and designer (And designer)
But for now I just chill, in a cabin by the hills (Uh huh)
Countin' up the bills, chasin' thrills, 'cause, now

time to wage some war
'Fore I do, hold up; let me pray some more
Face the floor
Only thing that's left to say is "Praise The Lord"
Uh
Homie why you

a blessing
In each one there is a lesson
I plummet then grow when I keep faith in the Lord
Never stay low with the sword
Scriptures keep pushing me forward

and you might catch nine
Jit talking crazy I heard he caught trouble 
Telescope on him just like it be Hubble 
King kunta on these hoes turn em kevin bacon

to reap what I sow
(Yeah)
Dear lord
Can you send yo son a blessing?
After all I’m yo son
(Ok)
I got a son
And I’m tired of stressing
I been off up in this

em in a 'port
Gave yo ass a chance to make it right u made it to da Lord
My nigga's chop like Lou Kang cause it got dangerous kick
My bitch she wanna

counted out man I feel like Pacquiao

Box me in try to cross me out
Found myself so you lost me now
Pain on the beat pain in the streets
Cold world brought

pitiful just being alive is a miracle
The love for what I do is unconditional it’s visible
You hear it in my digital watch it in my interviews
I lost a lot

Kneel till Doomsday

My Dying Bride

A Map of All Our Failures

2012

weary she looked, as my arm lifts at noon

The fate of you and the world hung on his lonely choice
I cannot, but I would love to bury the dead again

came first
I'm excited by the hypes I'll see my face on t shirts
You ask yourself why u ain't vouch for me
Never knew I'll come first
Now I'm lending