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man, Southside
Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm saying
All my partners, all your dead partners
But shit, I still feel stress, still gotta get
blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile
This day shall gentle his condition
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin
grown man talk So you might need some ID, I beg your pardon
The problem is you niggas will rather beg than bargain
Don't let your garden not hold water
I'm a loser like that boy that don't win
Seem to me life ain't nothing but sin
Gotta rob still and kill to survive
That's why I'm wondering why I'm
dudes
All accounted by ‘em green rues
I doubt it we can see through
Please the demons and these damn mules
Turning money into sly jewels
Without,
My
Turn from their sins
I'll hear their cry
(If my people)
If My people humble themselves
Turn from their sins
I'll hear their cry
Sweet brother, keep
the good, will erase the evil
As fullness casts out appetite
Clothes cover the nude and heaven clears up after a storm
Brother
Join me
Apophis
Eater of souls
is, really?
Then they label me a sin,
Cause a brother just speaks from within,
I guess I'm darker than the shadow of the darkest alley, that they always
and good times
A carrot on a stick for a dimwitted mule
I may look back at the Jewish holocaust and say never again
Yet hypocrite that I am
I turn away
Yeah, yeah that sho' feel good
Hello! I go by the name of simply Cee-Lo Green
How do you do? Welcome
I thought I'd seize this opportunity to tell you
I read today
That all have sinned and fallen short of the Glory of God
And, that if any man say that he is without sin,
He is a liar
And the truth is
Focus on my grind cuz man sometimes I feel like giving up
Know they acting a fool out the blue I keep my pistol tucked
Mook say ion know what be on ya
he did supply
And now the mighty brothers of Gwar did bind
They will to journey and slay without plan
Bring siege and terror to the cities of man
Open
sides...
By the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men
Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will...
Shepherds the weak through
some bread and some ice
God I'm tryna focus with my third eye lens
I smoke haze to see my brother when he blow that wind
And I'm a grown man so I know
to cope!
It's not always good just to get by
Who's coverin' ya stakes when ya bet high?
You're cha-sin', cars, clothes and rocks
Identify with the goods
the good? (c'mon!)
We all ride! All live and we smokin' the good. (we all liiiive!)
But my nigga on the reel to reel; (reel!)
We move stock 'til we not
Aw yeah, yeah
I mean there's a lot of women out here that's just, you know
They just defensive in so many things, man
You missing so many key
to rule
In all your glory, no man, no beast will be as cruel
All the angels and the puny men of god looked away
Frightened to death by the evil that was
teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy
grow into what
Society considers trash the rope is to us
That means I'm hanging myself by living
The noose is getting murdered that or going to prison
will let you know (It's about time)
What's your name good man?
Insight, with the plan, who are you too?
Edan, and together we stand
Cos when
Plagued cursed man named to be a king
Pharaoh X4
Such abandon made of sin
By the sands he was taken in
Pale white eyes and different skin
In a nation
Plagued cursed man named to be a king
Pharaoh X4
Such abandon made of sin
By the sands he was taken in
Pale white eyes and different skin
In a nation
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