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the ground
You are God and God alone
Through the valley of the shadow of death, don't fret
He's in control, He's in control
My God a the boss, an' him have

glow.


Hmm, don't tell anybody I can't swim,  
But I’ll dive into the deep with him.  
You may laugh, but I'll say it true,  
I want to decide my own

you are and what you know
A desecrated conversation fueled by mediation
So marry me
I don't want to runaway
I just need to get this right
I don't want

knew was whack
You've proven that
It ain't ever gon' change
If they don't love you the same
If that nigga can't act right
Pack lite
Put him in your past

down like I used to
Or better
And hold your crown when you need him to
He better call you queen
Now I'm just being jealous but I'm being cool... Too cool

(background) its been six weeks since suddam husain's was killed by a pack of wild bores and the world is still glad to be rid of him
Oh look eric, its your

the bitch, then she must be in prison (behind bars)
The competition non-existent, I don't see them (nah)
Bro smacked him with that Eagle, bitch my niggas

You burst these bridges down
Who's the next king to wear your crown
I miss your breath on my skin
Now it all belongs to him

But you, you won't forget

you stand around
40 put you in the ground
Librarian my Glock, don't make a sound
Woof, woof, I'm a dog, fuck the hound
Sell it all, damn, but only by

of the feast have tried to lay inside
For the firstborn it was meant.
The brother eaten by the shark


The conspirators boarded up the casket trapping him inside

being loud uh
Biggest fucking cap was the bloody crown uh
Book poop brown, need to flush that down uh
I don't think you money grabbers even got a good

it gets lonely
Think you need the presence of somebody
You're so used to feeling down,
You gotta pick up your crown,
And don't let em' see you frown

recorded in the studio
I had my only son and I'ma do what I can
But how can I tell him wrong if I don't know who I am

I'm my daddy son but I can't give my

throw up, and I throw down
Tip my cup, and tip my crown
Life don't budge, and I don't bounce
I grow up
Yeah, yeah
When I grow up
Yeah, yeah
When I grow up

DON'T THINK THAT CHURCH HAD EVER HEARD   A WORD OF MIDNIGHT RIDER  AND THE THUNDER OF A HUNDRED BIKES   FOLLOWED HIM DOWN MAIN STREET  THAT'S HOW WE SAID

thing
Unless of course we mistake
What it means To be a got damn king
Don't get it twisted
A queen is no less than a king
For wearing a feminine crown

to the King now he Simba lunch
I pull up on him with the work on me with the tools out like a pickup truck
You should know by now I don't give a fuck
Call me

body got chopped in half
He flew like a block ah half, we catch him on Shelton Ave
I know you by ya rat name, you know me by my rap name
I don't shoot

candle

Wax on wax off

No beef stroganoff 

Got him by the balls 

Make him cough 

He’s sick now he got covid

Chill out this boy he just a kid 

They

Christmas December
Written by: Diavallan Fearon and Kymona Davis
 
Intro:
December December 
Everybody love off December 
December December 
Can't

Christmas December
Written by: Diavallan Fearon and Kymona Davis
 
Intro:
December December 
Everybody love off December 
December December 
Can't

Christmas December
Written by: Diavallan Fearon and Kymona Davis
 
Intro:
December December 
Everybody love off December 
December December 
Can't

Christmas December
Written by: Diavallan Fearon and Kymona Davis
 
Intro:
December December 
Everybody love off December 
December December 
Can't

Give me the yeah
Yeah yeah give me the
Yo, yo what did we say it was?
Give me the what?

Oh yeah

Gimme the crown
I'm feeling limitless, I been