Lyrics:
cause niggas walk around like they cannot see,
i was at the end saying xyz
i live in my peace ain't no stress in me
yea you got to beginning singing ABC
Yo yo check it
Unattached and calm sundaes and pills I palm
with intentions to make it to the league
Intrigued by two letter cars SE's
By the time you read this letter
I'll be gone
I'm not the man I was when I left home
By the time you see my face
I will have aged
Much more than
by god full on the lips
I'm in the front row (I'm too tired to recount the unpleasantries)
The front row with popcorn (One by one minute I want
If you see my number on your phone when you pick it up
Or get a good morning text when your wakin' up
Or see my truck drivin' by at the end
XYZ and I'm off of that BP and just like
My brother from Bama said woman
You know this 76 ain't free
This chicks at the mall scare me
Eagle eye eagle
the soul
Take 4 letters and let's rock 'n' roll
Are those 3 sixes on the side of your head?
Shall I get the crucifixes, are you already dead?
Should I
balance but God knows I tried
I don't wanna be here anymore in scarlet letters
Carved into what once was me, once was yours no more
An uphill battle, I
way across the room to you
And I got nervous, thinking, "What's she gonna do?"
She grabbed you by the arm, I'm thinkin', "I'm through"
Then you look
mindless? SMH,
We all know that cocaine killed Abel
From the scholar letters devour this
She stepped into hell, 'cause winter got cold
Don't look in her eyes,
sunrise to sunset
I'm thanking god every day for this love that i get
And thats the four letter word that should be flowing
So when love dries up then love
blade
Formed to lines
'The worn livery
Choose a night-mare
Sip from the bleed
Jealous God
Commander and chief
For the policeman and his property
been searching far and wide
One of God's own jokes' that the truths inside
I just wish to be clean
Fate works in her own way
Writing letters by the sea
When the postman delivered a letter
It filled her dear heart full of joy
But she didn't know til she read the inside
It was the last one from her
feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef,
sounds of sewing
Let it stitch me back together
Like a song
While domiciles and suicides are
Passing through my mind
I've got a couple letters to send my
his soul to God
Before the flood
After the blood
Before you can see
She has given her soul to the devil and bought a flat by the sea
She has given her
If angels are messengers from god,
Please send one down to me
If angels are messengers from god,
I wrote a letter he should read
Been living
Good God
Another dream about you in my head
A sugar plumb vision
At the foot of my bed
I think of the time now
It's cold and lonely
At this time
been shed by the wounded and the dead
Ow
Enough blood has been shed by the wounded and the dead
Ow
Listen
(Stop the war, now)
Good God, everybody
I got your letter today
And I miss you all so much here
I can't wait to see you all
And I'm counting the days here
I still believe that there's
dollars
And a Minnesota license plate
God saw the letter
And returned it to sender
There were a couple issues
With our choice of tender
Onto the highway
What a day at the park (The Estate Sale)
What a day at the park (Gangsta Grizillz, yeah)
I pulled up in that eighteenth letter repeat buggy
Had
Bishop: The Epistle is written in the second chapter of the first letter of St Peter, beginning at the 13th verse.
Submit yourselves to every
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