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Bill
Somebody get beside me, Lord will
His blood spill
Like a waterfall, fuck around
Make me slaughter y'all

Hmm, you tryna get some hood fame, ain't

Bill
Somebody get beside me, Lord will
His blood spill
Like a waterfall, fuck around
Make me slaughter y'all

Hmm, you tryna get some hood fame, ain't

The Celestial Shuttle

John Wesley Harding

Dynablob

1996

explode
The Lord of the Good City he will never let you in
And he grants no kind of permit to the railroad'

I got back on the train and my companions they

her keep my identity off the ladder
It ain't really too many I worried 'bout after
Equally you got at me, but talk was just some chatter
Piece by piece

a motion flick
The notion is, I whip these verses up up on some potion shit
The way I ride the beat, they should just let me drive the boat for this
I'm

And put behind my back, but I need someone to clean it
Praise the Son of Man
Gotta be with The Lamb
I gotta be with The One who said He loves me just for

to the money i'm late
Ran to the money i'm late

You say you real, im real lets get to These bills
Sometimes you gotta get killed, to Know you can heal 
Betrayal

he go'n see and he go'n show it
Seeds I plant in darkness
Lord I know we go'n grow it
Just learning to be righteous
While I reap it and I sow it
While

pulled a 360 not gone deal with Atlantic
Ain't scared of you bastards shit I'm ready for the rapture
Just loading up my head yes a fully automatic
Going

The Ambitions Are

The Golden Palominos

Dead Inside

1996

let me hit you just once
Man on the street says: I can make any woman kill herself in a year

So you drive your dead body home at night
And when you

want you to recognize what he died for
Just want you to recognize it was God flow
I praise him anywhere in any time zone
And when it come to me and what

dick
I love chikcen and I love dick

Every day it's my first meal
Roasted nut topping fil-a oatmeal
Praise the lord for waffle fries
Covered in sauce

things, let everything
That has breath.,  ,   praise the Lord
Yet I've been told its unfadeable,
Unhackable, untraceable, theirs no
Chance it could happen.

Thank you God
Thank you God
Thank you God
Just want to pray for the day
That you lead me in the way that's pleasing to you Lord
The one that is led

When I'm in church, givin praise
Find new ways to show my faith
Forget the forsaken place
Cause that's where my enemies be
All the way behind me
By

and fragility of human life
Let the boundless opportunity guided by our own creativity
Our vision blinding, the green,
The origami reminds us that cash rules

to pay for drugs
It comes free with the artificial love
Could I just do me, let me be me
I ain't arguin' for much
I'm with this bitch and I feel free
She

Working harder now I’m turning to a man though

All praise to the Lord 
I went through the battle 
I went through the storm 
I lost a few battles 
I’m still

a queen b would be 
Cause a good man I am he 
And nothing less would I let me and my kids see. 
I'm just not use to all the complaining 
I'm just use

dirty!
They were not wrong!
They were two lonely verses
In the Lord's great song!

Our boys were pansies, Bill!

Yes!
My boy's a homosexual

nothing
Then I heard thank you Lord it just need more soda
You know that stepped on take a lil longer to jump over
They thinking I’m too young to know

fucking prima donna
Lord I don't even wanna
Be a rapper anymore no I just wanna
Live life you know like a normal guy
Maybe have a couple kids
If I had

lessons learned
Testing again why so eager wait your turn
Bridges burn way to quickly
Miss me the fake praise
Strange ways you demons try to sit with me
Let

We were youngins we got it by any means
Always working and never go against the team
They said that he was young, he was only 19
You're on the other