Lyrics:
So profound
You saved your
Son from drowning
Walked on water
The Most High
Gone shut it down
I'm feeling like a King
Yo wear the crown
I'm with
A gift of God
And I recognize that shit
It took a long time to realize
But I gotta go for this shit
Cause while we only down by one
If tie it won't mean
Fuck around, spend about three stacks
Break ya brothers neck like like Kit-Kat
Kick back
I can not
Just come down
These drugs got
A strong grip on me
I
a grill
Yeah, I'm healthy and I'm blessed but I rhyme like I'm ill
Line bagger, holding down the line like Kalil (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I live a life that they
downstairs to the kitchen
Clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the back door key
Stepping outside she is free
She
(We gave her most of our lives
wanting to get away
He was my father and I'll never let it down to this day
Spanish Cobras and Folks can suck a dick homie I don't play
I joined up with
It go one for the trouble, two for the time
And three for bp, hit the beat then I'm flying, homie
Prey
Seen the reaper at the door, I threw an ounce
grown but you rlly in yo teens
For the Black lives matter protests trump kalls in the marines
For the Capitol Riot he tell em to come in by all means
on the bright side,"" said Father,
""Wot can't be elped must be endured
Each cloud as a silvery lining,
And we did ave young Albert insured.""
A knock on the door
By Thy Power
Holy Ghost Fire
Fire Take overrrrr.. x3
Let there be Holy Ghost Harmattan like in the days of Jeremiah
Like in the days of Noah
Like
on the corner give me some change
Give me something that will make me go insane
Make me lose my brain
I'm the youngest nigga with a vision
Ima pray just to live
of You she by my
Your word I live and die by
Comply
You said wake up Prepare to pray
Cover all my family and friends on today
You'll protect you from
The niggas you build your community for
Be the same niggas who end up tearing you down
You know what I'm saying you get it from both ways
You know
Criminal smooth ft. Red & dibby Sounds (Prod by Ataxia)
(Djeemy Reduzi) :
Quand on est pas 6 on est 8
Bois son pussy comme un yop
Faut d’la magie
picture around the Polo Grounds
Kicked his grandmother door down, wit a search warrant
Hand cuffed him in his boxers, tipped off by an informer
He was
against
Your desire for more
Hear how we knock
Soon there won't be a door
And what you won't share
Will be ripped from your hands
Your body
son grow to know his father
[CHORUS:]
I don't want to wait
For our lives to be over
I want to know right know
What will it be
I don't want to wait
For
ends the same in the long run
Try telling that to the desperate father who just squeezed the life from his only son
And how it's only voices in your
the long run
Try telling that to the desperate father
Who just squeezed the life from his only son
And how it's only voices in your head
And dreams you've
the enemies of God
We run this race, matta' fact we fly
To see His face, that's the ultimate prize
Empowered by grace, all glory be to God
We live by faith,
nigga
And all the lives that got affected
Hope you find God or find yourself for second
Life will take everything from you leave you lessons
So for me
started in a small house, exchangin' for deals
Now, the penthouse got three stories, like Jason Bourne films
From all the pain I ordeal, only way to ease
I'm a father figure if you copy that
No pun intended, just direct like a twitter mention
Speaking truth wit' the pen came from the pencil
'Cause all my
It's my job to provide and protect
And I'm just riding around town, with the music down
Deep in my thoughts, by default, as I'm thinking out loud
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