Lyrics:
deserve more than anonymous
Provocative conversation, don't it?
They say let's hit him with the one-two
You see how many niggas this been done to
Speak
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
the demons rattled
God a shepherd we the cattle
Buckle up and hop up on the saddle
On my way to see Calvary
Call my angel that's the cavalry
Had a vision after
I sing above my vision.
I sing above my face.
A fat old amphibian speaker for the dead.
Gather round ye animals.
Gather round this lake.
Take
outside
Inspecting our brothers who have so little to hide
Connected by the crimson Blood of the Holy God
Can you see the greatness
Can you feel it’s pulse
That lives inside me tempt me
In my wilderness
Satan get behind me cuz Jesus said
That it is finished
You're defeated beaten down at Calvary
Not by
will celebrate, as you will go
One by one...One by one...One by one... to meet your bastard maker
Worship your god and pray unto him
For his love is
you in him
For he's the pride of your dreams and vision
From day to day
His mother cries by the pond
Waiting for your embrace
As tears roll down her
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
my way
Then He came and He scooped me up
Wrapped in love
By the blood
I'll never let him go
Talking to my fam
Now they know they see the deal
I was low
June 16th, 1971
Mama gave birth to a hell-raisin heavenly son
See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back
My first words was, "Thug for
'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with
the ultimate
Yeah that's perfect
Cause I'm as ultimate as money can get
So get the ghetto blaster, boombox
Whatever you call it
Grab it by the handle and start
high for the last time
In the camps down by the banks of the river
Lord, to be thirty-three forever
And she got screwed up by her vision
It was
the vision so I live like it's my last day
And everything I want just tryna meet me halfway
I try to stay calm but niggas tryna blast me
The ski mask way
But he was also always
Problem alcoholic
Vision blurry from his scurry
To be married to the tonic
On his knees he looked for trees
So much a hype he
Ev'n like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams,
And having rang'd and search'd a thousand nooks,
Meet
and binding all
Holding to a brilliant moment
Reality within her thrall
The moment slips and couplings falter
Visions consumed by blazing dawn
Aurora proves
life spins
My ends always gone meet if I just stay locked in
Just like my locs in
Stayin locked in
Just like my locks in
My papa turned $13 into some
Boris
I sold more boxes than the post-office
Twenty-one in jail, it turned me so solid
Why you think my vision sick, I changed the game in my brain
to get up
To go take the chair
And I would always catch him
In the collar of his neck
And pull him back by his shirt
But by the time he turned five
I
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
for more, grief befell him as many drops of the rain of ruins.
The reservoir from which that judgment fell, was held by the same sky to give me breath,
you 'bout him
Let me tell you 'bout him, let me tell you 'bout him
Let me tell you 'bout him, let me tell you 'bout him
Uh
The one greater than me
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