Lyrics:
valentía
Y nos inoculaban
Como a Michael Jackson
Que nunca había dado
Pasos en la luna
Y como descubría
Que la Reina madre
Era un gran lagarto
Me daban
on a tee, spread his wings
Got the opp block hotter than they bitch when they seeing me (huh)
Double back with the yoppa air the Airbnb
Know some old heads
facility to await deportation
It looked like the rent was going to be late again
James heard the door open and his nose was assaulted by
Patchouli
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
lives are torn apart
Pain and strife fill the night
In the land of broken hearts
On hill far away
Stood an old rugged cross
Where the lamb of God was
and afflicted
and he raised 'em from the dead
Then they nailed him on an old rugged cross
and put thorns on his head
Who was it everybody? (It was Jesus)
Who
that page I rose up out of the ashes now I'm walking it by faith praise please forgive the ones that don't feel the same way even when their hearts
FULFILLED. ON AN OLD RUGGED CROSS, WITH TWO THIEVES BY HIS SIDE. DEATH LOST IT'S POWER WHEN MY SAVIOR DIED.
REPEAT CHORUS:
(RAISE KEY ONE STEP AND REPEAT
on that old rugged cross
If you ask me, theimisiOluwa...
I'll tell you how
Long before Baba Sola impregnated his wife,
And gave birth to Sola, their first
plus
He's tough-rugged and rough like old rust
His tender splendedness will cause hard rocks to blush, plus
He'll interrupt your rap program with
almost blew her by
Didn't have a clue
Couldn't crucify my destiny to this messy loop
Saw her sigh but something chimed
"Your face was there, old friend"
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
CHORUS
THERE'S NO NEW WAY HOME
THERE'S NO NEW WAY HOME
YOU STILL HAVE TO PASS BY THE OLD RUGGED CROSS
BROTHER, THERE'S NO NEW WAY HOME
JUST FOLLOW
(Do-do-do-do-do-do)
Carrying such a heavy load, (Do-do-do-do-do-do), Yeah
And so the story begins, so here we go
We 'bout to journey down this little muddy, rugged road
they Lamar Jackson with it
Well they coming out of pocket
So if you pull up better stop it
When they step back and drive-by like a rocket
Put the bass
and watch the bridge turn to ash
A punishment, if by chance you survive
When trust me the punishments staying alive
Mean it must be,
Got me sick with
(Damn, Conductor, where'd you find this?)
That's the old Grindin' beat (ay, ay)
Ay, ay
My boy, Jackson, relaxin', know he 'bout that action
Baby
was a little bit less drunk
Some old imitation Jackson Pollack callin' me a punk
The evil that men do lives after them
The good is oft interred with
affliction
So that we may be able to
Comfort those who are in any affliction
With which the comfort we ourselves
Are comforted by God"
Now at this time we
(You're a Wizard Harry)
Ayo, I got a pistol and it's staying by me
I got a lot of issues, so my death is anticipated highly
That was me
the clouds o'er Kill Devil Hills I'll watch her float on by
Old man Jackson picked me up at about a quarter to four
His truck was littered with letters
chest, yo
I been carrying weight like a gym rack
And I don't mean shit you get rid of
By picking up bottles or packets of SlimFast
Like a Jackson classic,
De.Ar
Yeah yeah
I need that
Believe that
I’ma take that Nigga
So where its at Nigga
Tell them haters back off me
Cross the line that’s costly
In your
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