Lyrics:
fightin' shit might come down to dyin'
When the time comes down for the tryin' I got nine
Reasons why niggas shouldn't step in my face
With the nonsense,
him scarred
Had his heart broken from who he really he trusted
Found a little shorty got to know her n got to lustin
Few years went by n that's when his
all alone
Most of the best times in my life
Have been with somebody else
Hi, hi, hi ,hi
Would you like to spend some time
In my love life
Maybe we'd go
A seasoned veteran in his own time
But on the battlefield
He gained respectable fame
With many metals of bravery and
Stripes to his name
He grew a beard
to a much better place
Dance with all your might, lift up your hands and clap for joy
The time's drawing near, when He will appear
And oh, we'll stand by
For four long years she stayed by his side,
Even though at times it was a bumpy ride
But he was good to her kids from another man,
Although he never
of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But, mama, I
Who's alter-ego is Dinah Shore?
Oh, his fists didn't go up so quickly this time. Yawn, yawn, yawn.
Put those headphones on, it's be-bop time.
I
Where the wind blew my soul
Through dark and dim moonbeams
Through landscapes forged by time
And enormous gloomy forces
Where the wolves howl my
Where the wind blew my soul
Through dark and dim moonbeams
Through landscapes forged by time
And enormous gloomy forces
Where the wolves howl my
brand new and every Time he plays it he thinks of you
I'm sure it's collecting dust
Hidden in the back of a shelf
The memories tucked in each Page
They
Empire of Time
words and music by Andy Sheppard
2014 (SOCAN)
Put your sword down Abraham
Your time has come
Ride through the fire at last
But
and the bees.
S'ay mamma ever tell ya
You were brought by the stork
And how you could run before you could walk?
Mary had a little lamb, his feet we're black
They don't wanna see him prosper
Want him laying by the doctors
Heart cold he don't wanna sell his soul
Feeling like he tripping and it's really old
One common Faith, no time to wait
The union of all the peoples in one universal Cause
The Educators of history, the spiritually abroad.
O people
the lowly poet
Wields his potent pen
Carving figures, crafting tales
Time and time again
Of all the pairs in nature
The clearest one to see
Is I should
I can hear your questions homie is that book reliable?
Yes it is the testaments are very verifiable
What do you believe in? What do you abide by
The place she called home was high on a hill
Way up in a big house under the trees
Days in the sun, she's seen by the river
Reading a book
Ay (Cash Flow)
Ay, how you bangin' back there?
I'm in the studio right now, tell 'em what it is (Yeah yeah, oh oh, Slime, yeah slime)
I'ma say
Starts a race
Towards the end
Rebirths again from death
The weight of his age
Is meaningless
It
Will
Stop
Being
Dragged
By
The
Infinite current
Drowned
I watched a wolf stalk his way down the avenue
Some kind of phantom from another time and place
He padded into the abyss beyond the streetlamps
A spaceman came travelling on his ship from afar
'Twas light years of time since his mission did start
And over a village he halted his craft
And it
say
Johnnyx ain't never done the right thing anyway
Johnny wears his leather like a crown of thorns
Johnny spends alot of time wishing he was never born
you the worst
Punk ass nigga kinda jocking now
You ain't down cause I trust nobody
[chorus/master p]
I trust nobody x2
[master p]
One by one in this
Discuss these in his time by the maranatha singers Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In