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Somehow the middle of nowhere is feeling closer to home
Hotline blinging ringing divinities phone
cll is can do is put my Psalms to a song
cnd pray

uninstall
Kori bamishe
Keleda bamishe
Been a while since I've got paid
But still the boy Dey work and pray baami
Moti gbawe
Mo gbadura
Mo ka psalm
Mo tun ka

put this on the ten, I'ma end
His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend
Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in
We've committed sin, free my niggas in

Jersey on my back, feeling like I'm chosen
Walking through the valley, my path, it ain't frozen
Like Psalm 26, I'm asking for the test
My heart is

to fame
I'm just a regular guy
Trying to make some songs
See some birds fly by
To who do they belong?
Yea, Ay
To who do they belong?
Yea
Wondering, to who

killings
The next day, I got back to dealings
I'm a gangster, and that's the lifestyle

I got caught by ops with a porn file
It was a rough childhood with

overnight
Feel it in my soul
The wait might be kind
(So I’ll be still)
And sing a song while I’m waiting by
Patience
I can feel it coming
Moving slowly
Surely

the time, I'm a foreigner
In a foreign girl, I can transform ya
Reppin' that West side California
Make a wrong turn
Your chain in the pawn shop
Streets ain't

Hey Baby

Unlinked Artist

Gal Pop Karaoke, Vol. 1

2003

surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty ways

I'm just sipping on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger

Our Thing

Ghetto Commission

Wise Guys

1998

I'm from the dirty south where niggas go to prison just by word of mouth
Slangin quarter keys to make them G's is what it's all about
I was brought

the pain
While I lie down in the road
If someone passes by I'll give a debt forever owed
I want to drop my guard
Just please don't call me dumb
Psalm 55 I

today, blown away
From the wrong way, I'm killin these niggas the jones way
Let the psalm say, he died as a hata
Sooner than later, shoulda pop em since

Fear No Evil
 Psalms 23:4

Verse 1
I will fear no evil
It has no hold on me
Your my redeemer lord your blood
Has set me free
I walk by your strenth

weld and held the hammer
Left the biscuit with the pills buried just to dodge the slammer, blam!
Remain calm if you religious go read psalms
Napalm,

Hustlin'

Master P

Trapped In Crime

2000

sawed off 
I'll knock on ya door and shoot ya motherfuckin' head off 
See murder a real fuckin' natural born killah for realah my nigga 
I'm badder

Fuck you, bitch, I'm here all by myself
I tried the belt
But couldn't get it tight enough
So I smoke the blunt, my lungs are rust
My brain is dust

being driven towards a
Destiny that's to wards

It takes ours to come for

It takes hours to comfort

The last song, it's rush hour

A drum roll by

Tired ah livestream and party online
Well waa fi go ah Dance fi see Pam wine
I had a nice dream we had a grand time
By a landslide da one yah on time

Only God Knows

Bushwick Bill

Phantom of the Rapra

1995

ended that's why I'm spendin'
So much time in the 5th ward high as a kite
It's too late for me to try to live my life right
Shit, if I should die today

It's My Time

Tru

Tru 2 da Game

1997

dope by the ki's, bundles, and pounds
Crown niggas in the way of progress
Mobbstress with intelect above the rest
Of the nanny goes wanna be sex symbols

lemonade in the shade
Just another day in the 7th Ward by the lake
Yeah, bitch, where I stay
I be riding in that camo Jeep
Double cup is ocean deep
I'm

I have dreamed through the eyes of a Witcher
Many monsters did fall by my hand
Of the beasts I had killed, the most wicked
Was one all too familiar,

Sentient! Asleep no more. I'm tired of dreaming, these visions abhorred
Sentient! I've transcended the void, contorted this realmscape, all wards destroyed

stammer
Saying this temporary world has sour notes
My brothers keep you up at night
When the ward's walls seems cold and white
Your husband doses off