Lyrics:
Love, a Peace in your SouL
c white man without a whip, you aint used to this
You pray you're not Sampson and he's Delilah
You pray you're not his prey
were here when the times were tough and I
Can't repay you by giving tougher times
I gotta love you, give you all of me
You know I need you, you know I
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
and Jacob in the motherland
I'm Moses posin' against the king freein' his people
I'm Babylon tryna reach God by buildin' a steeple
I'm the strongest man
to wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (you're all, all
child
Do you want the love child?
Here comes the love child
It’s crazy ‘cause even when
They aim with hate i deflect it and aim away
Had the chance
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all
I need
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry
victims
It's time to break Free
Inception
When Kap took A knee
I was sitting up in the stands
With the wife and lil man
Ain't nobody gave a damn
They were
to wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (you're all, all
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all
I need
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry
to play
The games that daddies play
I know you need and want his love
But son, you're the victim of
Another kind of games that daddies play
Bring Back That Old School
(written and produced by Ray C. Robinson, Jr.)
INTRO
Old School, It Was A Day In Time
Just Sit Back, Let's Take An Old
Goddess
Written & Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.
Verse : Aphrodite in her prime couldn’t show you up
You’re my Halle and my Janet
watch me rain on ‘em
Hook
S.A.S.:
Why try, you're gonna die
I pull up in a drop with the pistol cocked
When I pop, I'm wavin' bye-bye
You don't drive-by
Otherwise known as take a nap bitch
Oh, I see you're stressing, come here
Let me make you sink in your chair
When really, you should be dressing up
For your
Cause this is just outright wrong
How can they be allowed by law to enforce
in a way that makes our lives hard?
The knee on the neck
Would see him
Listen, when I rap, boy, that shit poetical
I break rules, I have never been ethical
Need condoms, niggas all on my genitals
I'm the best, get it straight
about what you might have been,
Who needs controlling when they've got the cathode ray?
They've got your fucking soul, now they'll fuse your brains
things of clay, And when
People were hurt either in the
Spirit or the flesh
Cass felt a deep grieving for them
Her mind was simply different her
Mind was
want when you’re hangry and need me to order you food
I want when you’re breaking and facing the noose
You know when I look at you
All I see loves
to
(Who's that dude?)
I take that as a challenge
I know I can make you laugh
But I'd rather see you smilin'
When you see me in a café
And I'd love to hear you
It's not enough to listen -- it's not enough to see
When the hurricane is coming on it's not enough to flee
It's not enough to be in love -- we
Libations
Pour a little out for the new comers
Bombs blew in the heat Blue summer
Nightmares take hold better take cover
Watching light rays explode into new
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