Lyrics:
he Kosher, the deal
And I am still poppin' them pills
I don't give a fuck how you bitches feel
Jealousy, jealousy that's how you feel?
I am still
healing in his wings
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the son of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
You know they talked about Jesus
Wouldn't dent a armor at them niggas all together
Louise summer sweater, Yankee on the sky-dweller
'gamo belt, fly
a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader
healing in his wings
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the son of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
the system is rigged
Pay the bills
Pay the bills
But don't you let them
make you give in
Got my paycheck in my hand
Half of it's taken by the man
I still try
here, over here
Over here, over here
Ayo, fuck all that, it's the fat young Jesus
Flow prestigious
Stackin' money and playing the field man like Regis
Hey
Hey, hey, I'm out here bailn' hay
And all my friends are cruisin' 'round town
Checkin' out pretty girls
Hey and what do they say
They say hey,
"All men shall be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
He Himself was broken
Long before the sky was open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank
"All men shall be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
He Himself was broken
Long before the sky was open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank
Season, Busta Bus, Nicki Minaj
Billions baby, Frank Bill-ion (C.I.t.)
This is a world premier, Style on them (Let's get it)
Now you hold it's your
yet
You can have them by the sack
Coins that haven't been minted yet
That you never have to give back
Money, money, money, money, money, money
The gang's all gone
And I smolder on
I, who saw them leave, I cry bereaved
One by one, I saw them stall
Rebels without applause
The gang's all
the right and wrong
Jesus, give me freedom
Purchased by your blood
All of my wrongdoings
Of them you say "Enough!"
And throw them into who-knows-where
Clean
We'll give you ten of them flags for free"
Well, I didn't mess around a bit
I took him up on what he said
And I stuck them stickers all over my car
And all the rain falls down amen
On the works of last year's man.
I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the dark
Oh one by one she had
the heaven born Prince of Peace,
Hail the Son of Righteousness
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild he lays His glory by
a little bit?
Do you ever get tired of making the scene?
Down by the back step checking out dawn
Down by the sundeck, give a big yawn
Do you ever get
lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die;
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth
Hark! the herald angels sing,
happenin'
I don't give a fuck about you and all that bullshit you stressin'
Fuck a war
To explain, let me kick it to you a little something like this:
pass
E hard for my people for them to buy soap
Pastor na him them give respect pass
And them do bad bad bad bad bad bad things
Through Jesus Christ
His glory by,
Born that man no more may die;
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory
pass
E hard for my people for them to buy soap
Pastor na him them give respect pass
And them do bad bad bad bad bad bad things
Through Jesus Christ
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