Lyrics:
back breaking work
We're working and we're hurting
Until we returned to the dirt.
But My God sent His Son
To bring us restoration
By revealing
can't you see your end? Can't you see you're dying by my hands
My present broadcasts your future Your soul is booked for death
Look into my eyes, can't
the news
Yeah I'm sorry that you had to hear the news
ShooterYoung is gone but my soul lives on
Im a free man, not trapped no more
Thought I'd get back up,
and a Lion
Making love in the jungle
I got you and you got me
Carried by the earth
Our souls are free
Like a Lioness and a Lion
Making love in the jungle
I got
a nigga be smoking the marijuana, and the dope all gone
A nigga right back, all alone
I had to regulate, or be surrounded by fakes
At all times looking
in your blackened wings
Rid me off...
The decay of one's souls brings you in fear
Pick at the wounds that have been inflicted by you
Ravaged and left
One time this your boy tater red
Checkin in
InteL-A-GentZ its bout that time to get it in
Yeah
Go head and let it loose
See we had to bring it back
hold
Give it away to get you back, I would give anything even my soul
Imma tell you all the things I never told
I would trade it all for you I'd give up
volatility can't wear me out
The cowbell's ring doesn't bring me down
My stacks of loot arrive now by armored car
No remixed sweet sixteen party show compares,
then eating you back
Tearing, shredding, mutilating, disfiguring purity
Tainting, soiling, fouling, and corrupting your soul
Kneeling and pleading
and wet,
And you just can't get high
That's when sparks fly on E Street
And the little girls walking lookin' so hot,
And the little boys' souls grow weak
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
Girls in cages swingin' from the fucking ceiling
From the surface i fell
Straight to the bowels of hell
And you know what, baby, Oh, well
I got no soul
Sorry is a sign of weakness
(Forgive us intense
Please forgive those distant)
I don't want you go back to your
Mama because I'll run you back out
(And
back, it ain't gon' happen
Might as well join my momma in a casket
I'll leave you there just to bring her back
I'ma just beat your back in
Leave you
Do the damn thing baby
C'mon bring it now
Go back like 8 tracks and cadillacs
Way before crack even similac
Hell with the wire taps
New booby
You are divine in your mind
May your beauty be defined
By the gold in your soul
You're the apple of my eye
The sun to my moon in the sky
And as both
Bitter artic cold and vast, deep silence of north
Will be broken by war and bring back what was taken
A viller hold captive by cruelty itself
Even
at heart and
this good soul here needs our help!
Acknowledged my child. Bring forth this bedeviled man. The circle of 13 shall now form.
Please hurry or it
You'll see my energy
Who's man is he
Think he can set up shop
Tornado chop down his canopy
Niggas can't handle me
Naruto run
One by one
Nigga better bring
mean I got work to finish(get to it) by the time I come back hope it ain't envy
I got love for my fam,my blood, (fake love) I can't help that my soul
breath
Ooh, I wish I could bring you back like Lazarus
I felt your soul when it left up out you
You said you wasn't scared and so I didn't doubt you
Still
a life
Bitch I know you died
Bitch I know you cry in the middle night
No good soul near by
No one to say say goodbye
So you try to die
But you fear
Got to put back all the good times that we had
We can make it better with a little bit of razzamatazz
Bring out the rides with all those white
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