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tomorrow Deep inside of my cries for you Where am I? Is all I ever wanted from you Why have you brought me here To live like there is only fear? I
and fifty three Man cannot live by bread alone I gotta eat Psalm Hallelujah I have a good dream
How you doin' Houston Texas* At first I was afraid I was petrafide I kept thinking I couldnt live with out you by my side But then I spent some many
the bodies home But the terror ain’t over Son’s of fathers And grandfather’s of our father’s son’s How we gonna win when we ain’t even ONE All lives matter But
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2 Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true Like there the god go in his Murcielago From working
wanna hear about my everyday I wake up, I wake my son up, then I feed him And lead him into his carseat Drive up the street down to Target Don't do
I was ill at that Houston's, nigga, where was you? (Wheel the sound) Hip-hop critics, sit the fuck down, get a chair or two I ain't tryna kick
in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun Study Art Of War so every single battle is won Message to my unborn son so he will know how it's done
Uh, I puts it down Uh, 1, 2, 3 Mirror, mirror on the wall Am I the purest of them all? Am I the one to ease the pain? Make them fall to they
and disgrace, three of us took our own lives Goodbye Eugene and Cyril They never mourned your loss They built the devil a city They put their sons on a cross I
said (alright) And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah) Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga) Get it right I'm a soldier
For God so loved the world that he gave his only son That whoever believes in him shall no perish but have eternal life John 3:16 Dear Lord forgive
and drive slow homie My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school full
and drive slow homie My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school full
make it bigger mene slim se ase3 ne enfa sesia boi na ye yie boi na ada i came from trenchies and i came for the guap boi and and am makin it up from
that nigga earlier knahmsayin?) Nah fuck that, go, go open the window real quick Son Open that fuckin window (You gonna take him from the window nigga?)
To be quite honest, man he was better than me I watched his scholarships deplete He went from 10 D1 offers to 3 And even then only one had
I woke to flashing Lights from a police car a knock at The door, and I heard my mom answer it Then I heard a man say: "Marlene Wil’s been shot" See,
I woke to flashing Lights from a police car a knock at The door, and I heard my mom answer it Then I heard a man say: "Marlene Wil’s been shot" See,
everyday Cause when I wake, I suffer from intense pains Besides the cancer in my system, a terrible ache My heart, it's broken but who am I to blame My baby
to continue in the way 3. Live a life of righteousness to glorify the name 4. Of the one who sent him to the world to testify of grace 5. Jesus even prayed that
said (alright) And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah) Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga) Get it right I'm a soldier
and a bottle or two of booze And thank you for taking my father A few years after his own father went down thank you Mercy, mercy, thank you For not smoking
Raised by parents that worked on crops That drop like stocks in Salvador Born in a city that kills cops and pop one another Hits the core In Houston
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