Lyrics:
your word I hid
So against you I won't sin
Blessed are you, O LORD
Teach to me your written word
With my lips I will recount
All the judgments of your
we can see out
Hit the stash
And recount
Dem people
Jus hit the corner nigga
No need to
Be out
Go duck off in a
Freak house
Maybe she'll help you
Skeet
Somewhere else
As we lie awake and recount the dreams
Of you and me
Which way will this go
There's no way of knowing
I failed this before
But I keep going
I
the skin that you have flayed
Time to grind the salt in
Time to recount every sin
And when your eyes they roll back
And when your jaw begins to slack
Maybe
life
Filled with pain and suffering recount a nigga strife
But there is a light
During the dark of night
I met a girl I loved a girl she thought I'd be
like dumbbell
She bag it and sell
She keep the benjis in the floor
Hide it from 12
Recount it myself
You broke nigga oh well
Why don't you do
fun as we listen to her hum dee dum dum dum
We recount what we have found by just breaking it down
And all that I can see is our psychedelectricity
Oh
Like grains of sand I only think I can count
There's a twist in here which I shan't recount
Solid gold in my nose dropping every hour
I'm gonna plug it
The cost of doing business
I could introduce you to the boss
No sermon on the mount, but what you recount
Could prolly lead up allegiance in something, I
it
Count that money like an accountant
Count again just recount it
Help? I did without it
I'm star I announced
Too Turnt Sanchez, is how you pronounce
them
If my lips could recount to you all the stars I didn't reach for out of fear
Perhaps it's time to live as children do
And let gravity guide us down
recount it, then spend it
30 in 17, if any issues
I get all the bricks in, then i start whippin
Got all my Jay's thankin its Christmas
I changed up my ways,
shit for legal reasons I cannot recount
Then I come home, in another state of mind
Stay up late, oversleep, man in school I barely try
But I still
in our daily lifes
In time, the day will come to recount it to someone
The Galaxy Railways with its never ever ending tracks, continue ever on
Oh
need help
I might do 100 on the dash with no seatbelt
The money all there nigga ain't no need to re-count
Bitch I'm off a xan riding around with no
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We bout to show em out, you know they go about_running at the mouth_this and that that's what they
THEY HAVE COME TO ERADICATE THE HUMAN RACE
SINCE THEY HAVE FAILED
RECOUNTS OF THE PAST DEEDS
UNFOLDS REALITY A CRUEL CHAPTER OF INVERACITY
AS THEY
with its joyous sound
You won't be wont to recount your woes
When your portfolios hold more gold than you can count!
Just twelve easy steps and you'll be
no ringing bell
And I'd recount the time that I nearly fell away
I remember you love the waves
Hanging portraits like window panes
Now could you tell
lungs
Can you feel the panic?
Yeah, I won't let myself drown
Heart beating faster
My veins are frozen like ice
I recount my regrets
Yeah, my fate I have
I’d rather recount all my money till them faces get faded
Until my fingers can’t take it
Gave me them creepy crawly hands
Cam been counting so long, his
to the ground, You fixed my broken frown
There's too many stories to recount
But if I had to pick one
It's the one we're gonna make
When we all make it
Laughing
fuck up my plans
Everybody hatin
Man they hate when I dance
Recount up the money
If I can't see ya hands
I regret writing checks
But I made me some bands
but you know I never lack
I will run up on you we can call that a Stacc attacc
Only way is up gotta get this money
Count it then recount keep thumbing
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