Lyrics:
Now, here's a little story I've got to tell about
Three bad brothers you know so well
It started way back in history with
J-Toth, Davey and folk
Mary's horoscope
Says what you already know
Mary's horoscope
Doesn't change the way I hold
This child
My wife
She says
Ain't mine
God bless this
was taught
By any means necessary and your enemies end up in a cemetery
Young niggas tryna be tsotsis with spotties and they all got a piece no
sings again
Some come back billy, won't you come on home
Come back mary, you've been away so long
The streets are empty, and your mother's gone
a little something like this
(Hook)
My mom would play
Lost boys
DMX
Billie holiday
Camron
Naughty by nature
Mary j
Long car rides same song replayed
And Gabriel appeared to Mary and said
"Do not be afraid Mary
You have found favor with god
You will be with child
And give birth to a son
your child
I'm a nice guys, you can give in
I'll fuck your wife and raise your child
Hand on they wallet when we walking by
Make up story when they
get
So break out your last ducats
And show your respects to the Boodah
Any sickness, you got te cuda
By rolling Cohiba, cigars larger than my Pumas
You're gonna need somebody on your bond child
You're gonna need somebody on your bond
When it's late 'round midnight and old man
Death comes
your face if only for a little while
There as we basked in the madness
Dark in the moonlight a child filled with sadness
Mary tried to vanish but
wrist, rollie
I'm staring at her chest, titties
Itty bitty committee
J's on my feet
J's in my nose
I got a song in my head
I'll tell you how it goes
The Son of God was in the heart of the earth for how many three days
I'm seeing Mary conflicted like I can't find God child for three days
And when He got
in Bethlehem
So the holy Bible say
Mary's Boy child, Jesus Christ
Was Born on Christmas day
While shepherds watched
their flock by night
They see
block our way
J-Lo
Don't punish me with brutality
Destiny's Child
Talk to me
So you can see
Destiny's Child/Britney Spears
Oh what's going on
whats
like your opinion man
You're just another Stan
Turned on by my killing sprees
Why can't you just let me be
I'm Sweet Blue Haired Mary of the Lowlands
Stokely Carmichael
Bagged Mariam Makeba definitely was a leader
In his own right 'Keba was diva in her own light
Before 'Yonce and Mary J, Ashanti,
And Lazarus was his name
The Bible says he was
A man that Jesus loved
And his sisters thought
It was a shame
Mary and Martha longed
For Jesus healing touch
disguised and surprise
you got a hole between your fuckin eyes
Niggaz is grazed, catchin strays from the blaze
Amazed by the ways I lays em down when my shit
jacks,
Leave you stretched like stomach fat, you stunt fresh,
Blew your whole check, on a outfit, impressing what bitch,
Did all that to get outclassed, by
And a hail mary shy of redemption
look at me it's your second born
But don't go and slaughter the lamb
I just dropped by to say hello
And tell you how I am
he's here to prophesize
And says, "Fear not
You who are highly favorite of God
The Lord is with you"
Still Mary was greatly troubled by his words
acting all shy, hmm I wonder why
Everytime I look at you, you turn and drop your eye
We faced, began to lace you up with lines
Fragrance by Ann Klein
dawned in the midst of the night
And the world came awake by the sound of a cry
Now ev'ry day is what they were waiting for
How a mother's child
the meditation
Back to back for the others waiting
Ever feel like your attitude
Making more moves then you think
Waking up in the same pain
Mary j in the same name
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