Lyrics:
One-way ticket I ain't never going back to my old ways
Only by faith, without it my ability is slim 112
I just wanna be in your arms, ear to your heart God
the thirteenth knot (Hangman)
I arrange panoramic of a plastic catalogue
And where wild dogs sing tailor-made lullabies tried by my offspring
I'll bring
and hammer
You don't think make you stink
Got that arm and hammer
You can see the judge
Gavel hammer
God is the judge Let you meet your maker
So I love and I
CHORUS
Our eyes are blinded by the holiness you bear.
The bishop's robe, the mitre and the cross of gold
obscure the simple man within the Saint.
Save your alpha pleasantries
You’re not that important
You’re not that important
No need to beg for pardon
I know that you were part of it
Love never
bend the fatty over
And then I gotta w-w-work the bitch
A pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard, what?
After kickin' it with Bishop and Snoop
I
the head
I bend the fatty over and then I gotta (w-work the bitch)
Uh, a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard, what
After kickin' it with Bishop
from outta the garden
All these flagrants foul I step back like harden
Pardon, I prefer Stephen's
A ghost and Danny Glove for the lethal weapon
AI by my
how much you want
How much can you flaunt (Tell em' bitch)
One scoop or two (Yeah)
Sweet, sweet love
When your rolling down the street (Errr!)
how much you want
How much can you flaunt (Tell em' bitch)
One scoop or two (Yeah)
Sweet, sweet love
When your rolling down the street (Errr!)
I love snow and I love sleigh bells
Love singing carols, and boy
I love sleigh bells
It's a jingle jingle Santa party
It's a jingle jingle Santa
By William Clarke, Stephen Coore, K. Michael Cooper
And William Stewart
(Chorus)
Ah moving up (we're coming together)
Jah, Jah Children them
slaves
Increase my rates
God love me
I store money like Jesus saves
Don't wage a bet
Nigga bet your wage
Walk my age
Streets of rage
I burn a bridge like
(Nah)
Done this by myself
I'm doing it on my own, I get the racks by myself
Man, it's Gucci, Dior, Vlone, I spent the stacks on my belt
All these dimes
By all your saints still striving
For all your saints at rest
Your holy name, O Jesus
Forevermore be blessed!
For you arose victorious
That they
By all your saints still striving
For all your saints at rest
Your holy name, O Jesus
Forevermore be blessed!
For you arose victorious
That they
you can't catch
Your brain ain't your main flex, G Regardless I been fire
My Lyrics are loud neighbors; It's hard to forget when you live by them
Got my
(spark it up)
My point is I'll write your death if you send me threats
You should send me good vibes and a friend request
Peace, love, positivity it needs
the mountain,
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain.
Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pinelogs hither
Thou and I will see him
debate
I’m talking bleeding ears
Let y’all decide
The greatest of all time
That’s why we here
Hoe I’m Stephen Tae
Do ya research
If you never hooped
You
While you're chillin
And laying in your place
I don't show my hand
Before I'm laying down my ace
You got something to say
Then come and say it to my face
playin'
My sixteen's like the metal Wolverine made with
I made this while chained inside Stephen King's basement
The pavement, I'm banging your head
the pawn when the bishop had hit it
And stray from this path that is written
Like when the princess kisses the frog, ribbit
It changes your spirit
me and Britney, a dancer
Know your shit authentic by the way your hat fit on you, with it
I'm like the Blair Witch nigga in the rented
Curtains in
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