Lyrics:
died tryin' to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin' in peace don't even stress that beef
Go 'head and sleep count
were shackles on my hands
Tried to deny it, 'til oppression took command
Turned to the Savior and He opened up my eyes
It caught me by surprise, told me
you're flipping the A track
Layin' the fonk and then a place on the mat
For everyone to live free from restraint from the ballfat
Tryin' everything from
Death before dishonor
Never betray for dollars
Stash for rainy days, keep away from cowards
Son, we takin' ours
Nobody givin' us a damn thing
I ain't
on the mailbox, sit and steamin
Peep the demon, techs were schemin, seen it in they eyes gleamin
Sorta like the shine, 'cept the thoughts son divine
Run wild inside
You died tryin to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin in peace don't even stress that beef
Go head and sleep
Life my life by faith alone,
Life my life for God,
He gave his only Son,
To die on the cross.
The word of God is my light,
His righteousness, my
flip, shook my ego
I shouldn't let it get me down son
I need to just live a little, play some fun games with sisters with no names
Stories told in
is car, niggas stay parked by the bar
(Aiyo, Allah, I'mma work it out, everything stabilize
Like him right between the eyes, blaze it till I'm 4 to 5
the waters you give
Come and nourish our souls, we need your gift to live
I sit by the window pane
Waiting for the wind to rain
When will it fall down
contest
We eating cold sandwiches, still trying to digest
The life we hoped to live, versus the one we alive in
Now those the same scars we take pride in
We
Ayo, here's my solution
Kids wanna play so stop them niggas shooting
Sons need daddies, daughters need mommies
We need families just like...
Park
of mischief, some live in false pretense
Look at what we do fi dem
See what a thanks we get?
But a good man is never honored by an ungrateful set
So Jah provide
pummel horse is real big, the same thing to make trust fall
[?], beat by the benz, the eyes are like frogs
You're a tadpole nigga, an asshole nigga
I'll
Get whole, break bread
Been ready, been set
Been chilly, been dead
All the way live though
By some twist of energy I'm alive
And I can't just not
Evil is but a word that was bourght
Upon man by the making of a god
Who never redeemed anyone
Not even his one and only son
Now watch him bleed
Open
single event
Sometimes I live in my bed, with just a pad and a pen
And a broken ipod I bought stolen from the block
Got holes in the soles of a third of my
the Death of God
The Death divine - The destruction of your light
Forever...
Our eyes are open to the dark
And all the beauty therein
Deliver us from Jesus
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hands a twenty and gets an elephants trunk
Then the giver buys a bottle now he's sat out on the front
His daughter looking after 1 and a half of his sons
thinking the most I spent on my sons was a funeral paid with rhyme schemes
Rest in peac to lil O
May god accept his lil soul
I do my best to live with
Planes is crashing, the city on fire
Buildings is burning, the babies is crying
Fathers is hugging they daughters and saying, "I love you"
While sons
Long live daddy g mane
Shout out to jp
Justice for George
That's what this called
Justice for George
Daddy G
Yeah
Aye
Why did y'all have to kill my
man
His soul so lost and he don't know
Blood be rushing to my hands
My eyes are closed but I see red
Never been the type of man
In tough situations I
emulated
Still accelerated through it
Line a sight and shoot it
I've always found my way all by followin' the music
Fuck a blueprint, this survival
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