Lyrics:
live then you die where your body goes
If it's Hell or it's Heaven
6 or the 7 well I'll keep the nina for our be foes in a gamble
That's what life is
Until my fingers
And my deadly view is
Strangled by the rent
I have no purpose in this land
Have I forgotten how to stand up
With the humor
stairs
There is this silence in the Badlands
And over Kansas the whole universe was stilled
By the whisper of a prayer
The whisper of a prayer
They're 5 miles high as the crow flies
Leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky
Movin' in from the East toward the West
With Balaclava
The Conspiracy
'Cause we ain't gonna never stop
You just keep wasting your energy on us
You should find something to do with your time, time
And quit fucking
empty since my daddy wasn't with me, shoot,
I wasn't picky I'd take any male figure you
Stepped in at the right time,
It's 'cuz of you that I write rhymes
it hell for a hustler
This is how we ride
Not knowing if we'll live or die
Catch me rolling with my motherfucking guns on the side
In case
to tell you how that feels (the only words I know that you)
Built this house for us all, pain in my back still
You niggas gassed up, you couldn't pay
black cotton in God's eyes
Speak
Black cotton
Steady stressin', Smith and Wessons, count my blessings
Class is in session, the worst question is
Lord Jesus; I ask thee to stayClose by me forever, and love me I pray.Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,And fit us to heaven to live with
Woo
JayWillz, boy, this is my Kirk Franklin audition track, boy
This is my PJ Morton, GP is you with me
You know what I'm saying
Audition track
This is the time the rising tide!
This is the place the rising tide!
You want a grand finale
But there's no end in sight
These cities you turned into
we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens
'Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first place, the worst ways
I'd love
slår det säckert.
Nä, det känner jag också.
Hello everybody this is björn
Agnetha
This is benny
är det så
twenty-four-seven days, God is who we praise
Even though the devil's all up in my face
But he keepin' me safe and in my place, say grace
For the case to race with
by
A week ago at the diner, I stopped to get a bite
And this here lovely lady, she sat two seats from my right
And Lord, Lord, Lord she was alright
She
I got a new thing
Not like the last one
This is an upgrade model
The kind that really blows my mind
Back in the fast lane, the get up and go one
folks are old now too and we've put 'em in a home
But the difference is they live with us and they'll never be alone
layers like orange peels
Sacha Baron Cohen, Ferrell, where am I going with this?
Oh yeah, I bar at will
And when you throw the iron in it, I'm all that
Watch how live gets, like a jungle so pack your survival kits, huh
Me and Redman been rollin for years
In the place wildlifin' doing Britney Spears
The Conspiracy
'Cause we ain't gonna never stop
You just keep wasting your energy on us
You should find something to do with your time, time
And quit fucking
this shit, it ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, Stew D, PD, Freaky G, the whole world wanna be riding with me
I'm in
we go too far
Listen Jesus to the warning I give
Please remember that I want us to live
But it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hour
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
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