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Raising that child all by yourself
No family or friends are there to help
All of the worries you can't find rest
Now you're mad at the world
But it's

girl I’m with is either blessed or obsessed with dressing and looking like Beyoncé
And I’m the jiggy Jigga, yeah I’m on that
There’s not a thing I hate

you said you'd call back in a minute
but you didn't
Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to beg friend
It's good I got gangsters
starting to believe
You

I love you momma

Momma say she miss me back home
Time flew by now I'm grown
Wonder if I'ma make it
Sometimes I can't face it
But I know that I'm not

the Devil
Why not make the straps disappear?
That's much too vulgar a display of power

And by the hour of twelve
The witching hour sparked
The fucking

Luciano

Steve Gunn

The Unseen Inbetween

2019

Night time here with all demands
I hear him howling with his friends
Sometimes it's Jesus who he calls
And you just hope that they're all
There for

friends say
Having no idea what goes on in My mind
Or that I’m probably insane
Jesus, help me keep my mouth shut
Take the wheel of my verbal construct

to the Most High
Hungry like it's dinner time
Focused cause it's do or die
Just me and my best friend
She always by my side
And always down to ride
Until

back  like Jesus did,
Not from the dead, but from Florida, in may
It's way to cold, to stay here, in state

I cant wait, until the grandkids first play

earned my place
Just to earn my slice
I made this bread
Thru my sacrifice
I'm not Jesus
I can't pay for their sins
They don't love me
They only stayed for

of the kingdom to come
And this is just a taste
And who can take it away?

Hey
Hoo
Ooh Ooh

He is more than our saviour
He is brother and friend
And we are led by

1.
I'm a black sheep preacher with a road map to heaven in my hand
Jesus Corp can kill you like a gunslinger shooting up the bad lands
I got a legal

friend
What is good, what is bad? It wasn't all so clear 

Why do I sleep, then I rise, not knowing one day, I will surely die 
The stars, the birds,

will touch ya
You looking like food so  killers gone hunt you
There can't be no future if they dying to young
My people still waiting for jesus to come

probably will touch ya 
you looking like food so  killers gone hunt you 
There can't be no future if they dying to young 
My people still waiting for jesus

straight white
Put a skirt up on the choppa
Finna have a date night
Hope niggas don't like metal
This draco bullet taste right
Huh
Meet me right there by

of Cochise
By Joe Jackson

Should've hired a private eye but they're taxing
Would've gave my friends a try but they're not assassins
No casket but want

Put Your Hands

Trin-i-tee 5:7

Spiritual Love

1999

Have a little talk with Jesus 
Tell him all about your troubles 
Cast upon him all your cares 
Take it to the Lord in prayer 
He's not a man that

the batty guy lie dead
Two shots dead to him chin, enemy or friend
Fake the funk, I put the junk to an end
Now who the rude bwoy wan' come test, doh?
I

Sound Bwoy Bureill

Smif-N-Wessun

Dah Shinin'

1995

guy lie dead
Two shots dead to him chin, enemy or friend
Fake the funk, I put the junk to an end
Now who the rude bwoy wan' come test, doh?
I find

what life gone bring
So I keep my strap on me
Life’s good ain’t a weight on me
Not alone it ain’t all on me
Yeah yeah yeah
Helmet check got the chain

You know the sunset sure is pretty, on the south Wisconsin sky
We stayed up late to watch it, and the sailboats gliding by
And we caught a jar

Sweeter than clitoris
Check the picture im giving scriptures like Jesus needs his riddling
I'll bear the cross just give my children all

High above, theres none greater
And I know it sounds odd, He gives us a free decision
We only need to listen,  u play with snakes u get bitten
I believe