Lyrics:
taking your one's
Went from copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I down henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to live it
Son of a demon
You see the horns on my face
I dream of knocking hard, breaking Heaven's Gates
Blood sacrifices just to bring people back into my
kicking in your back door
I might dress well never slack though
They might take your shit you gotta fight to get it back though
You might live or die it
at last turn 65
And could retire
And the sons become the fathers
And the daughters will be wives
As the torch is passed from hand to hand
And we
Fisha
(7 6 5 4 3 2 1)
(Yo Fishaman)
Kingdom
Phos life
Thug life
Lighthouse
Yea Mon'
Reporting live the top general
Came thru fi infiltrate ya
me to my room while he was puffin pot
Still I use to peak from the door, couldn't believe what I saw
Stacks of money on the bed and the floor
It
the door
Wish on 3 hail Mary's
I'm coming for your soul
Fuck the fame fuck the money
I need another body
This one too weak for my plan
It's dying on me
Like
threw him out,
and my sister, she lives three streets over and two houses down
and my father is buried in town
by his father's side,
and me, i spent my
Drom) s) ni ok3 ha w)
We never coming down from the top floor
Drom) s) ni ok3 ha w)
Even in the drought you see us smiling
Drom) s) ni ok3 ha w)
We never
Be like 1 2 3 go
Who knocking at the door
Well I don't know
Better find out
Cause I'll put em on the floor
Tired of games
Just trynna live my life
and the flasher
I am the father, the son and the bastard
I am the church and the steeple
Open the door and see all the people
All of this in one man
III: Garden
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
From working
to drugs
They'll have to wean it off crack like mother like son
She was passed out on the table from gettin high
Her water broke and the dealer let out
first, Father, Son
And Holy Ghost holy Water, hallelujah
Hold your daughter close
Hold up the bible in Fallujah, light it
Holy smoke drop them bombs
grandfather, aunt, and half-brother lived next door, they would
Not watch her for any length of time
I was renting out rooms of my three-bedroom, two-bath mobile
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
comes!
Will ask for what have you done!
The father, holy ghost and son!
No remand...
The Witch:
The sisters murdered long ago
Still sing their songs in my
on the corner from sun up to sun down
Competition gettin' hectic, I'm headed for out of town
What I was, sellin' for twenty, niggaz sellin' for ten
So I'm
mean, I feel you
I've got to keep on pushin'
I'm on the corner from sun up to sun down
Competition gettin' hectic, I'm headed for out of town
What I
Oh I never will forget my love Anachie
Down came her father and he standing by the door
Saying, ""Jeannie, you're trying the tricks of a whore
You
done me
Oh I never will forget my love Annachie
Down came her father and he's standing by the door
Saying Jeannie you're trying the tricks of a whore
oversaturated I think the world is oversaturated
Father forgive us, you know we dying in this prison
You know we blinded by the prism I think the world is
they feelings
I got advice from my father, all he told me was this
Niggas, get off your ass if you plan to be rich
There's ten rules to the game, but
heart was in da right place (ohhh)
I guess so I can live it put food on my plate
You must still love me not to let it in by three that day
Well
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