Lyrics:
a place you live
But a way of being that you carry with
Over oceans and cross whole continents
We are not lost souls but we are a bridge
Broke language we
Ooh-ooh, my my my my (alarm is gone babe)
Ooh-ooh, my my my my (alarm is gone)
I'm tripping in my mind (I'm tripping in my mind)
She's telling me
Alone I'm searching for devotion
In a faded melody
My soul is trying to cross an ocean
Down on bended knee
Lock up my cadence and rhyme
Don't
this moment, there is scarcely any hope for the American dream.
Because the people who are denied participation in it, by their very presence will wreck
than any mountain
So strong, strong enough to last for all time
This love is running
So deep, deeper than a river
It goes on and on
This love is
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
around her father resides
Her heavy foot is on the gas
With Saint Christopher on the dash she is safe from any crash at least she believes
What she
for a second
The hustle has become an obsession
I'm on the front line with my weapon
I am the last hope
Jealousy is something I haven't felt in
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand
I can see us on the country side
Sitting in the grass, laying side by side
You can be my baby
Let me make you
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand
I can see us on the country side
Sitting in the grass, laying side by side
You can be my baby
Let me make you
appearance is more important than what's really real
'Cause here it is situation's bad not meaning good
A lot be in the hood that got me with
Nowhere to put my
difference
Our existence is still shared between us in essence
Yes the world's gone bad
We've lost the love we had
Take me away
'Cause the world's gone
And Jesus don't accept that (Nope)
Damn, hold the phone like a fuckboy chestbag
Shit is blowing up, where my other terrorists at?
We living in a age of: say
that I'm letting myself down there is not a day that goes by that. I don't feel like I've let myself down in the way that I have music. So little in my
of the Christ, and his love it was so deep
And in his burning love was pierced his Sacred Heart
By ours sins, when he bled from his Sacred Heart
Within his Holy
Light my Fire
D Minor
Written by: Diondria Thornton and Christopher Thornton Music Produced by: Shamoney XL
V.1
I graduated from a spark into
this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' make up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in
and the shit do kick, word
I'm on the Cross Bronx with Fat Joe and my man
On the East side of town with a blunt in my hand
Soundview, Monroe, Castle Hill,
death of another
With love I can rest both mothers
And told 'em, who's in control is the one that's above us
I walk where money talks and love stutters
in tongues.
Say: "never mo', neither me."
To love the language,
You got to be born
On the banks of the Mississippi.
Stayin' by my mama's,
In
to Jah Jah to receive his soul, well
Gunshot, another one
He didn't want to live by the gun
Lord, they say he's a rebel in the streets
My little
mellow mellow
When you got the girl that you love in your arm
Oh honey I love you I love you yeah
Music is the healing force of the world
It's understood
Lost on the way
Oh well won't dwell
Learn more from love
Than you can teach
Raising my upper bound limit
By any means
Don't want to hold us back no more
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