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wrecking crew
Fucking armada
Slaughter
That's word to my unborn son and my daughter
AJ and Meadow, black Tony Soprano
Wife is a brown skinned Carm, pray

safe but when
The sword is yielded by fighting men
A soldier's life is the life for me
A soldier's death can Ireland free

The rifle brown and sabre

so finally I go hit the town
Thank you mama I know you dey pray for me
Mioni fail yin I know say you dey wait for me
Promise

I'm still coming home

of a sacrificial virgin
Innocent as crying from a baby being born

and they wrap around a dying flame and pray for his protection
their prayers are often answered by

'round here
We fuck your game up like Larry Brown
And pounds of killer 'round like groceries
With a presence that make you not
Wanna stand close to me

the revolution come around
Y’all can never touch the sound
I pray the ones that’s meant for the Kingdom will truly come around
Thorny crown, put on His head

(oh, oh)
And they tell me, "Go pray to the reverend"
Told God that I felt like a stepson (oh)
Buy a brand new coupe for the stress, huh
Thick thang

love she knew I was lyin she stuttered then let out a roar

Wake up in the morning first thing thank God for another day
Then I pray for a hunnid mil, if

guap by serving
No time for no heart, she been broke my heart
Whole mindset changed I'm nervous
The money got a nigga flirting, She said she don't wanna

set sail before I got swallowed

 By the streets late nights sitting on the front of ah brown stone plastic pistols bullets under the pillow.


 Og told

know we ain't watching the rest
And to me she confess
All the things she expects me to do, or the boys gon pay for that
Told me straight, ain't playing

blue strip hunnids we making
Had to pray to thank the lord for all the blessings
No time for pesk and rescues not trying hit the state penitentiary I

kinda hard for me to sleep
Aint no problem, wake up early morning
Tryna get some fee
While you yawning, I’ll be getting to it
Right back on my feet, aye

from the heart
Searching for solitude without a solitary card
Knees bleeding but proceeding to pray to God
Forever humble but before a man boys stumble

why it’s caught hold
Of the church and we forget these people are still lost souls
Or souls that’s been hurt and if we pray for them often
Maybe they’ll

why it’s caught hold
Of the church and we forget these people are still lost souls
Or souls that’s been hurt and if we pray for them often
Maybe they’ll

I really be popping my shit they must thought I was playing by now they know that nigga serious
This shit ain't nothing new to me
Bitches the jewelry

you wanna
But I pray you get the message by the time that I’m done
Reading the book of John, so shout out to Forerunner
Integrate the word in my flow,

on Mike Jack, James Brown, Cheryl Lynn
Lane switch on the turnpike, headed for the bridge
The music and the drive always makes me reminisce
Takes me back

of the Virgin Mary
pray for the world and stay blessed

These insurance threats
got me going crazy 
these insurance threats
money for your death
terroristic teams

on your chips
You ever seen badness in the form of a gift?
A man will give a man a box so he can rob him for it
The word genos, made me know what bein'

don't wanna see it ghost
I come from fucking nothing got this hunger in my tummy
I pray for better days I know the evil spirit wants me
Shaking off

When I care and it's true
That's when her P gets H'd
It's a L up for you

Just know I got it from LeBron
Made it Lee Brown
If I fail on all my shots
I

tight and pray for no door knock
Yeah
Eight sides and a five round match
Locked doors in a cage no mats
Who's got me (who)
Yeah
Lone wolf holdin' down