Lyrics:
why
It's in every one of us, by and by
It's in every one of us to be wise
Find your heart, open up both your eyes
We can all know everything
why
It's in every one of us, by and by
It's in every one of us to be wise
Find your heart, open up both your eyes
We can all know everything
and departed
How you was forced to grow up before you understood
And how nobody could survive the pain that you could
How the gift is a curse and that much is
me a favor and give me a miracle
Cuz it doesn't matter how much of a lyrical poet I am
People would never believe this
Then he gave me his fuckin
mean, You can call me John Cena in a crime scene clean up, but I’m the Batista bomb, how can a barista fuck up the name John. John Hancock cuz I got my
what it costs
Then we'll put it on the line
Oh~
Heaven knows
How the morrow will bear for our souls
So~
Cast your woes
Into the deep unknown
c soldier
fingas up
We hollerin SQAD UP nigga! SQAAAD UP!
You got a problem - tell 'em meat me by mine
You know the heat be by my nuts nigga
Man we can knuckle up
there?)
Nothin', ah, nothin' (they happen to be donuts?)
(Ya got a glazed donut? How bout a bear claw?)
Ah iIf you don't have one, I got ta gaffle ya)
I'm wishing I could bring you back to life
I can't forgive what you've done
So much potential
That will never become
I can't bear the pain
You are gone
raisins in the sun
Taught me how to Blackjack. I’m almost 21
I carried you in your casket, ash to ash and then to dust
You know that Ace can be eleven. You
and project brick with it
Bubba Sparxxx who meet with the Organized Godly beat
Man it's funny how God can be when you work hard to achieve
It's still slaw
there
In 2005 I found cheap recording space and
Sang about the killing ground of Somalia:
"We begin our day by the way of the gun
You don't pay
no man can oppose
So, keep it on mute
Cause I got the word
And I'm a make full proof
This is how it goes
When we're walking the streets
Spit
so much that I could bear
And now I'm on Cloud Nine
Thinking about how you're mine
Sharing all the memories
As one
And if you see, you see me cry
Make
it's harder
Schoolin niggas like it's charter woah
See how I'm so senile
You up with THC now
So T'd up I can't T down
So much smoke that I can't see now
no longer turn the bed Much tonight my enemy, we've walked these streets That he's always roamed when I was searching For a neverland where I want
Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around, now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without
to jamaat
It doesn’t take much can we please make dua
Coz it feel like we stuck
There’s a war in the streets and it feels like Iraq
And you ending u dead coz
can be
Now you can see what's apart of me
Born to abolish, departing from grief
Look at the skies, we spread the disease
Raining down fire, I'm caught
We all know the rules by now
We've all heard enough about the suffering!
We all know how to live by these plans
And how to -
Break them
Go!
Read
Words and music by Arlo Guthrie
Poor Adam alone in Eden
Taking off his shoes
Tired of running around all morning
From his animal interviews
He
so we can play
And finally feel alive, wrap it up with lace
Holding me aside you
When you're sad, I'll guide you
I'll be your friend, your teddy bear
From Telegraph&43, for the child you never owned
I told you come by, Adam came to help me
You were homeless and drunk, but not lookin uhealthly
We sat
't believe she's gone
Yet we must go on
How can you talk of business?
Good God, it's much too soon!
Of course we'll wait a bit
That's appropriate
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