Lyrics:
a spot
I was good for 4 days off yack and chronic and makin' a plot
Cause murder was the case, when I saw his face
Took his life, left his brains all
autumn leaves fell
And as heaven itself commands me
Out of its lair
My face lined with darkness I'll go!
you see the cosmic face in which disorder lies
Burning of oppression
The inventor
Is the killing hand
Be that of the darkest sin
To frustrate
morning
They fall on their face while we just abound in grace
Worthy (Revelations 4:11 - 5:12)
Every knee will bow tongue confess that Jesus is Lord
to a diehard fan with a straight face
and let the hour long picture signing session take place
sign, hey, baby, how you doing?
what's your name?
stay
a face all sweet and empty
Like a hollow candy or an ice cream smile licked down to a cigarette I promptly extinguished
In a dead infection a desk drawer
Looking out on the morning rain I used to feel uninspired
And when I knew I'd have face another day.
Lord, it made me feel so tired.
Before
it off
Now take a look at all them leaders
Desperation in their eyes
The tight faces smiles that cannot hide it
They know no more than you or I
the sky.
Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked
With sweat,
They're ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught them
fired blowing big, sipping on a daily basis
I got better with my cheddar, I'm bout stacking my faces
It's the scrambling we gon handle em, living
the fairest faces alive
Tension seekers and
Public speakers defend
These they have come to judge
Seasonned liars and
False messiahs descend
To lay
see no need to take me home
I'm old enough to face the dawn
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
then
Building castles along the waters edge
Running barefoot through fields of innocence
Nothing and no one could take the smile off of my face
my face in Bild Zeitung
It's not my car and I'm not that dumb
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They carved a hole straight through the wall
The only way to get in
lonely
Catch a falling star, when you're there the sky is bluer
But you are so far
I'm sitting here, I'm lonely
Can't trust your pretty face, maybe you
Every night I walk the streets step like my soul.
And I pick up the pieces you left so long ago.
You gave me a face, you gave me your hand.
One
fired blowing big, sipping on a daily basis
I got better with my cheddar, I'm bout stacking my faces
It's the scrambling we gon handle em, living
Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were bloodshot red
And he turned his face to the people, these were the very words he said
I was down to St. James
grace
And hit me on the face
You took advantage of a good thing, baby, babe
Baby, baby, get off of my sunshine
I know I should have seen it coming like
steez
These cool cats camouflage through the hay
And we can tell if you's a snake just by the look on your face
[Chorus] be
It's a day to life struggle
a murder scene without a victims hotter, ?selmzyne?
Like my face can't place at the scene of the crime
Multiple shots never saw me but saw the beam of my
What, is this bitch fucking with Z-Ro
Motherfucking Mo City Don bitch
Yeah, I know y'all hate the way we stare at y'all face
[Z-Ro]
Rap game
Laura is the face in the misty lights.
Footsteps that you hear down the hall.
The love that floats on a summer night,
That you can never quite
on fire, right out of space
Such a killer body, with a little girl's face
Lady, is if right to fantasize..... oh yeah!
I get down, I get down, on my
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