Lyrics:
father's son
Now Abraham married to his half sister had no sons, at least not until he was 101
Then Sarah, half-sister wife bore him a child, a miracle from
Sister Wisdom
Shine your light on me
You're hard to find but easy to see
I gotta tell ya
I just can't believe
All the things that you've done for me
sitting down while I was hitting your line
Bait to strong
Baby years went by
And don't they say a lot that time flies
But doesn't war feel like forever
Like
a little Cam
Miracle she didn't plan
Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, innerstand
Grown man sleeping on the floor
Hear the mice squeaking by the door
Fuck your feelings who gives a shit
By funding the money and whatever you lack
From the back i can see and take whatever that's left
Cause from
took me to your place
How did you expect me to behave?
I was afraid you could reject me
But still I’m sure you thought of that
Down in a corner of your
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me where we supposed to go
expect any miracles
Try to envisage the wonder of it all
We would captivate and amuse
We will always be here looking up to you
Well She is making
mixed the lady with my kid brother and miss, she became my sister
For a minute but then my lady started receivin' that snitch
By the nigga on tour,
The next morning before the day broke.
Dear sister if you are not asleep,
do tell us about the pleasant tales of Aladdin and The Magic Lamp.
by it, I'll still kill your horse
Set me up, coming back, like a thief in the night
I'll have a suicide bomber pop up on your flight
You couldn't take
to see it anyway, just kidding
There are certain rules which apply in one's life
With your sister, friends, or imaginary wife
I can't believe I
a temple with a fallen spire
Your absence burns me like a lake of fire
Cure for my fear of cancer is dripping down my throat
I still believe in miracles God,
a temple with a fallen spire
Your absence burns me like a lake of fire
Cure for my fear of cancer is dripping down my throat
I still believe in miracles God,
to assassinate all gates will be a
Rotting body
Country ran by inbred and pedophilic creatures won't obey
Over my
Rotting body
Miracles spirits hear its
to believe
Guess we're blessed, it's a miracle
So watch, It's the Army of The Pharaohs
Bring your squad to it's knees
Go from flesh to the spiritual
Gotta pray
Cheeto's by the tether-ball
Tony Starks had me fiending for them leather clarks
5-0-1's, I'm [?]
Niggas going chesting, we watched Darwin duck
Bad niggas
What did you expect of this
Oh my sister
Oh my friend
You have left me once again
But I don't blame you for it
It's your need for it all
been up in these streets, tryin' to get it
Raised by a single mother, two sisters two brothers
I used to think she didn't love us
Cause she beat us so
comin
Ooooh We'll find our way
Though they don't expect nothing
Wasn't clear now we see
They say that time will go heal
All your wounds
Well time must be
one day
They wrapped us in paper and moved us away
Your room was no longer next door to mine
And this kid sister thing was old by that time
But oh
crapmadics
How you think your man died
More money than respect
And it wasn't close it was by a landslide
Listen my nigga your work is sloppy
And I don't
you ask for an answer
And you learn she's a dancer
By the word of your sister
But you can't not miss her
Yeah she likes to get in close but she doesn't
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