Lyrics:
You'll just never do it
And these are the blues of time
And the blues of a woman
And a man thinkin' of her
As time goes by
There is nothin' I can do
Yara by my side.
It would hurt me if I didn't try.
I mean, on the wild, this is SuperChi. I've been born.
I am torn apart because there's no one
shot at me what kinda crap is that
Battle, what kind of rapper
Would I be before I let another rapper think he's hot
I'll bury my face in his stinky twat
wouldn't let me by
I knew I had to get in there. then I had this idea
'got to get the keys from my good friend'
I blew out smoke
And in the haze I saw
to the cheery clouds
Freedom is the priceless air that is breathed through arms and legs
He saw her standing there
Lonely at the Cafe on East 13th St
Black Pearl
some say God is dead like Nietzsche said and faith has made me a fool
But maybe there is more than meets the eye
Who's that stranger there beside you?
Police say it's a clean up operation of booby traps set by the terrorists
ABC's Linsey Davis is on the ground in Nairobi tracking all the developments
God is love
I know that God loves you, I know that He cares
And when you’re feeling lonely, I know He’ll be there
I like loving Him and I know you will
going down the stairs
Oops there he went, slipped on his own underwear
Pressure on the skull left him out in concussion
Thank god the baby was saved by
the tension as he tells the pastor his one last confession....
Father, please forgive me for yet i have sinned it's like the slightest light inside me is
person
Trying to survive in a body that was never built for me
I'm stood in a vessel that I have never known
You tried to find a way outside but there is
resembling the Son
Paradise a mystery
Eternity forever
Preparing for better
I started by living better
He conquered every weather
Achieving all the endeavours
he continues his path
He runs into something that seems unreal
Danger in the road traps
Weapon in hand and valour
He must forget his past
There is no
got it, there you go
Can't you tell by how they lookin' at you everywhere you go?
Wonderin' what's on your mind, it must be hard to be that fine
When
conscious my sisters
And by your worst, you will get paid
There are lots of signs in life
Some that you may not like
You could be living this minute
And next
Mel, and you're Alice
Spend a night, in Lil' Cease palace
It be all good as long as you don't act childish
While you standin there with the Crist' in
Soul is depleted, sick of losin'
Week by week the weakness seems to be balloonin'
To the point where I'm stuck, frozen in fear
Paralyzed by the lies,
All he did was say he'd take her home
But it seems they didn't go straight there
'cos on the porch, she told him,
"put your hand here"
Yes it's
was hood
But them rappers don't live there they live in Hollywood
Oh surrounded by security and police
But you claim gangsta bullshit pussy nigga
Still as I grow old I'm grateful for the things he taught me.
There is strength in remembering where you come from
But even there you may have to stand
Jotting my messages down
I couldn't send this shit out
Didn't know how ima post
Is there somebody who know
I know somebody who knows
Cross on my chest keep
Thursday - is pathetic
By Friday life has killed me,
By Friday life has killed me,
Oh pretty one, oh pretty one
Why did you give me so much desire,
Thursday - is pathetic
By Friday life has killed me,
By Friday life has killed me,
Oh pretty one, oh pretty one
Why did you give me so much desire,
live by
A ship gets tossed from the family tree
And where is she now? She is not out there
Now she cries from the agony
While she tries to save
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