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even my type of life why I'm tryna act out
Doubted by my peers
Drowning in my fears
Don't even know top five where I'll live out my years yea
Visine

a son.
Until then I take it by the day, & whatever's in my way
I don't know what else to say. I really mean this with sincerity,
Though i'm having fun, i'm

from me
By my count
That was 3 times
Saved me for a reason
I don't see it yet
But I leave my
Life up in your hands
In this darkness
Let it bring light

Heaven on Their Minds

Jesus Christ Superstar Choir

Forever Gold: Rock Opera

2001

Nazareth
Your famous son
Should have stayed a great unknown
Like his father carving wood
He'd have made good
Tables, chairs and oaken chests
Would have

what’s my mother fucking name?
(Ty Tannic)
Bounce to the rhythm
As I take you down
So I can break your fucking ankles son
Shake you down
Cuz You got no way

a commission controllin the president

[Hook]
Father, forgive them, for they don't know right from wrong
The truth will set you free, written down in this song

1, 2, 3, do eet
You lookin' at me, and ya think ya got it figured out
Thinkin' here comes another white boy who tryna spit it loud
He think he gifted

rappers they bugging son
C'mon child said I got a dream
And I've got a plan
You wanna view the scheme
I've got a question
It's aimed at three
If you really

the role
I try to hand with the Son like Voltron
Like I'm livin' off the coal mine
We are the Body but
This isn't really Voltron
Oh son, I got three brothers

to step into the mud
Spiritual nigga I live in luck
Stepping on shit no lady bugs
Blow you down and hide the gun
Y'all hunny bun niggas be sweat
Never

B**** I'm a demon on DND 

DiVincenzo 

Way more than a three-N-D 

I'm at home with your h** 

S*** is sweet 

Homies pull up and they kicked down your

And sum that cat, leave yo jacket ? 

Come back wit gas they want they bullets from gunnin me (oh word?) 

In front of me suddenly, like they down

the answer to life
After that it ain't too much I can say
Behind closed doors you should try to live right
Make sure that you hit your knees and you pray

Now I be rocking Gucci/Dior

Now my Ice dripping down to the floor

And my whole family all live up by the shore

This passion for music come from

God Sound [Album Version]

Boogiemonsters

God Sound

1997

gotta break down this ep'
I'm steppin out of this ride as quiet is kept
Out of nowhere three heads approach me in the night
Like "Why you shoot our

He was born in Arabia
Father already dead
Mother died when he was young
But little did they know that the orphan son
would grow one day to be

they thick man that's basic 
Get new vision come get this Lasik 
Just follow the star closet that's the sun 
Jesus is God so call the son 
Put down

Can you hold the door for me please?

Girl 2:
Thanks!

Girl 1:
No Worries

Girl 2:
Come on doors close...Sorry I’m in a hurry!

Girl 1:
What floor

dollars
Mommas with Hondas and three baby fathers
No matter the city, the town, or the county
These niggas is chillin but down to get rowdy
Out we been

turn up til the sunrise
Now some of y’all look into your son’s eyes
Wish I was there to see it, but sometimes life gives you different doors, and you

rip you to shreds from outside the door
I may be a Djinn but I could easily be a sultan
Blue blood shit, I bring down your cult, and
Exactly as I should

put it on the board
Give me some more
I was born for this shit, yeah another one scored
Coming up to bat, bases loaded, down by 3
Who’s coming up

on my shit in the vid, he get op out
Three deep on the hit, you get flocked down
In there, bro, try to run and get hocked down
We just cool with lil' bro,

greater sensation as a flush of unease washes through me.
Turn Back
Far down the dimly lighted hall rests a long closed door.
Undaunted Ghost-like my hand