Lyrics:
means my God He told me so
Christ is God’s word; it’s through His grace that I know (yeah yeah)
By grace, through faith, I’m saved fo’ sho’
(Oh why oh why
They know I'm from the west when I walk in the bodega
I'm surrounded by the bad but i do not surrenda
I will not dependa
On anybody but me
You
a slut, what
Aiyyo, what's up with my girl, that's my world?
She a slut ho
That's my life, that's my wife I love her
Uh-oh, oh no, oh God
Aiyyo, what's up
run with the team, they gon jus run with the lie ain't no drive bys ima hop out clout chaser what that clout bout ima pop out no shoutouts let me rock
Lenny Strollo and Little Joey Naples
Were made in the Pittsburgh Mob
In Youngstown, Brier Hill Jimmy got old
And he made Little Joey the boss
Yes he
cean, I'm posting to past the time, I know the motion of this ocean so I'm floating by, to cope I wrote this little poem back in 99 I know some folks
all dressed up
In his phoney doctor God get-up
He looked in the camera and fixed his specs
'n gave a little lecture
'bout anal sex
He says it is not
he fell to the ground
Now Mary sits alone by the candle light
And reads his letter over every night
Oh Mary don't you weep for me
Oh Mary just
he fell to the ground
Now Mary sits alone by the candle light
And reads his letter over every night
Oh Mary don't you weep for me
Oh Mary just
been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Fast forward I ain't heard of Jack in a minute
Surrounded by fake
the wintertime, damn little homie
My life heating up like the city called Miami
Guess we all playing for Miami Heats now
Know some youngins walking around with
flood
Like a river
As they turn him over
Placing him on the stretcher
Thank God
I thought he was my brother
I am the eldest
Of six children
Five girls
hitting my phone
Tell them skeez to go leave me alone
Like a test bitch I go through the cones
With some help bitch ain't came here alone
All the way I
Mack elevens and M-16's
High caliber, so why try it?
You live by it, so you die by it
A muthafuckin' gun...
[WC]
Who's the man with the strap in his
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
"After last night, I thought maybe you'd be through with him." "I
know what you mean. My God, he was like an octopus. Hands all over the place."
She
What was all that shit you were talking?
Where was all that dirt when we were fucking?
A little too late for redemption
Save my confession
God's
and
I closed my heart to every false-connection with them...
Goodbyes!
Timeline
Will eat us in no time!
Blackened! Backwards reading -
It is a little
some kids tryna make it out
Eight niggas in a little room with the music loud
At the edge of summer pushing fall bitch
Twenty Seventeen august
Dropped up
a moment goes by
That I don't pray to the sky
Please, I'm beggin' you God
Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me
is this?
An immaculate version of Me and My Bitch by Biggie
With all respect 'cause you the only one who gets me
Where is he?
The man who is just
See me ride across the country with my shotty ridin' shotgun
Got slimmys on my jimmy with magnums rockin' platinum
Wig's dig this, the fuckin'
the
Fire under me
The one that made me see I ain't Alone out on these streets, see me Walking by myself
But it is way more than it seems
But little do they
kitty here kitty kitty here
Little kitty licks her front
Paw washes her ear
Tickle on her whisker little cat'll attack
Grab your wrist with the front
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