Lyrics:
multiply, peace
I'm so unbothered, I'm so unbothered
Y'all be so pressed while I'm raisin' daughters
Sons of empires, y'all make me chuckle
Stay in your
Mother father brother sister son daughters
We are the rabbits that let the fox lead us
Out in the sun with the cold war fever
Beg for your money just
We are quitters
So call your family
The son that matters
Don’t love nobody
But you
Well i’ve got a love for you
We are quitters
So call your
know
You are you are
You are blessed
You are you are
More than a conqueror
He will paint your life colourful
He is the way The truth The life
The light
we're all bare
As the time passes by things have got to change
When it's all said and done we're all praying to the same sage
They callin' me
have been weighing on me mentally
I'm using sex to escape I need you physically
Like I just want the free trial cancel all the fees
Can we skip
twittering, they're all babysittering
Spring, Spring, Spring
Why, it's a beehive of budding son and daughter life
Every family has plans in view
Even down
twittering, they're all babysittering
Spring, spring, spring
Why, it's a beehive of budding son and daughter life
Every family has plans in view
Even down
of the serpent
If you are led by the Lord then His spirit brings discernment
Gallons of poison you’re pourin' into your spirit
Stay sober & alert but this
existential imperfection.
We sat scrawling out notes on scratched oak tombs bullets bouncing off stonewall saints laid to rest by our Forebear at their
O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by,
Yet in thy dark streets
All praises
I tell myself the lord will carry me
Crying everyday but I'm so scared to go to therapy
Looking at my son and I thank God that my wife
know this B, you're blessed. You know I'm sayin'?
And all you gotta do when you feel like that, look at my situation, you know I'm sayin'?
Think
my son and my daughter
[1] - if you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who would
Mercy
All I know, I said
This is all I know
You are mine everything
I need
All I know, I said
This is all I know
You are mine everything
I need
To possess
When we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
In Bethlehem, in Israel
This blessed Babe was
in the streets, is we really complete?
I'ma build like a beast till we chillin'
In Greece with a zillion a piece
Get a valleys for my daughters
Land
pops
Eighth stuffed in my sock
Steady busting it til somebody cousin get shot
All of this for a rock or he get killed by the cops
Somebody please tell me
Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This
Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This
Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This
ain't paying my bills (I know)
So all my niggas gon' kill, all my niggas gon' kill (I know)
Yeah
My daughter's a mama, my son a statistic
My
Permanent the purpose is strangulation by tourniquet
From the pavement amazed to we're we taking it
Years in the making there bracin for thee awakening
Worn
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