Lyrics:
Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside
Now mark what followed and what did betide
For it bein'
like a rocket, this shit is for profit
My neck like the Arctic, rip her out the plastic
This shit is to basic, rock a mask like Jason
My wrist cause
the safe
Vegas by the day cash out on a daily
3 states for a play boy don’t look at me crazy.
I see my dreams accurate
Woke up Feel I had to manifest
Father Papa got plans for me
Jesus lives He rose the third day
He died got all my records erased and I'm cool ain't no fantasy.
Father Son Holy G
happened again
Face it, I woke up like this!
Blood soaked paint, a diseased vacation
Beyond the grave, I'm possessed by Jason
Haunt; the whores only test my
the sample instead
Lead by example and your camp will get fed
You lie on kings you'll either die from the fall or get trampled to death
I'll never call, I'll
of green cold fried chicken livers
A day on the river's what I live for
Got the radio playing and my boat while I float
Take a toke and listen to Merle
listen
No, that's it, really, people listen
I lose my shit and I
Think I'm pissing everyone off
Like your weed is missing
Two words I live by "Be
and a King, and like a noun it's a person place or thing
But let's get a little deeper now, can we do it?
For those who already knew it let the others get
more
A life of praise is what we're offering
And forever we will sing
You never change you still remain from age to age
Give it up for the King of kings
Their aim at last in sight
The King's men dressed in purest white
Were driven back by force
And the fighting grew more violent
As the battle took its
, or Live like a slave, I’m stuck in my ways whoa
Not a day goes by that I don’t doubt myself like is a nigga living right
One hand on the sword like a Meta
songs for no TV ad
Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' live on the spot
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the game you got
We keep the party movin' to the broad day
years can pass by in the blink of an eye
Did I truly live life or simply ride the
Sands as they tumbled through the hour glass
Holding on the fine moments
the shell casings
Leave microphone chalk tracings
Run Ds MCs like Jam Master Jason
And live forever in headphones and basements
Hahaha! You're so dumb, you
bought by blood
With our lives laid down
As a grateful offering
To the King who ever lives for us
Christ, for us, will one day come again
In this world
we came from
The real from day one
That we won't change up
Know you dealing with the
Absolute
So you see how we so
Absolute
Now it's feeling like it's
to steady drop it freddy's in his pajamas
No bedding Quit wetting (Wedding) this setting ain't met for marriage
Swing a machete at jason and slice his head he
the robbing
I ain't up for the jacking
Whatever you niggas up to I don't want in on it owhh daddy cool
Don't live by the book
Live by the code
New in this
We in a race with the unknown
Walkin’ on these streets with no lights on
We’re tryin’ to navigate how to get home
Ready for the day when we can rest
our thang let them old hoes cry
Ain't nothing but a thang when ya boy flyy by
Forever and a day we gone be alright
Just take that flight and live your
Vegas, hot go go dancers in cages
Live on stages, Saturday night
Jason Sudeikis take your bitch
Now he crying for his pussycat
Throw live kittens through
(His robe his robe the robe of calvary
Twas worn by my redeemer who lives eternaly)
Kings wear robes of gold and velvet soon their glory fades away
tummy, all for the money
When I coped the five, with the Batman eyes
You could ride, but first hustlin ?Q-4-5's?
[Young Zee]
Yeah, yeah
Niggas live for
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