Lyrics:
at the bottom
Selfish and grasping for all
They'll stay by a man when he's winning and
Laugh in his face when he falls
My pal was an honest young puncher
Honest
at the bottom
Selfish and grasping for all
They'll stay by a man when he's winning
And laugh in his face when he falls
My pal was an honest young puncher
Honest
the fields
Your going will be when you reach the glory
I! again cleans my old clothes now
The light shows the truth and exalts his knights
I don't lift 1000
about getting by
I survived, came home a different guy
So don't make me be the man that I used to be
I can snap back like that just when you got used
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
I don't know
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
Feelin so cold
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by
And some will remember
Time heals all wounds they say
She can't let them
Take her boy away
This son, oh, she would die without
Don't let these days of doubt
(Yeah)
I don't need that nigga in jail
I need him deceased
Green light him in his hood
Can't even roll in peace
(Ohh yeah ahh)
Only Crip I got love for
I
Please be alert
So uuu… ‘coz we are one
The chosen one our destiny to heal this earth
Ooo…
Don’t be afraid
Walk by faith just follow HIS wisdom
Ooo…
Don
Lick your wounds
Dudes crazy
Loony tunes
Ha
Sticks and stones
Might break your bones soon
Ha
Lick your wounds
Go ahead
Lick your wounds
Ha
Bitch
His back ?
No
His face?
No, no, no
I'm not asking so much!
I try to imagine another planet, another sun
Where I don't look like me
And everything
fucking slug
Salt in your wounds
Lead: Sattler
The meaning of hate became clear to me
A life with violence is my reality
More and more, day by
the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my
to give up
His whole life, his whole heart, were redeemed by his blood
By His grace I can grow, and his face I follow
'Cause his place is the place of all
from the canyon took and healed my wounds instead
The girl from the canyon she don't need to know what I had done
She laughed with me in
fulfilled by the hugs
While he cries by his own
He is so depressed
Venting thru his songs
He just wanna be happy
He don’t wanna be alone
(He’s so alone,
sensation
You're gonna love the sound of it
But don't be taken
Don't you buy the counterfeit
Don't confuse the games they play
With the One who gave His life
Do not again be burdened by the yoke of slavery
David prophesied of my potential when he prayed for me
A ruler of the work of his hands; dominion's
pray for them days we just trynna get by
By
By
By
It's all a race so they hate see the pain in his eyes
But see the way I was raised I just gotta get
I am His rose
The theme of His song
Overshadowed by His love
Entwined to Him alone
His rose
The object of His thoughts
When I ran and fled the scene
a record deal
See I'm all like pessimism, let this wisdom hit 'em worse
Disturbed 'cause he don't get it, learned his wisdoms just words
Grew up in
of each week to be wound
And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face
And its hands never hung by its side
But it stopped short, never to go
of each week to be wound
And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face
And its hands never hung by its side
But it stopped short, never to go
won?t heal your wounds
You still see his face
It was one time a part of your life
Now it hangs like a ghost
Holding you each time you try to move
me tonight.
Its what we had with every lie, and Stitch These Wounds with me tonight.
i'll think of it each time i touch you, everytime i hear his
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