Lyrics:
controlled by my rage
I'm fucking it up i love beef on my plate
Search for peace, I'm trying to change
I'm searching for hope
I'm searching for change
I'm
can not go insane
I can takeoff on you and spit flames
Smooth N Simple make da world say my name
Real spill, no cap, top of da food chain
(C.R.E
the one in black leather
Name tag sayin "Caution when wet by the track wetter"
The hash spreader, I love the grimy shit
Even my girl did grimy shit to me
by the track wetter"
The hash spreader, I love the grimy shit
Even my girl did grimy shit to me and I went back with her
Three years for carrying
chain
my niggas is Debo
we comin to repo
blowin up like C4
doin this for my people man I go sicker
King Kong
Godzilla
Michael
Triller
Glock pop
bound by these chains
But I'm alive and I've revived
Whether your a brother or a mother we staying alive
Deep down know that
We gonna be alright
Just
Kitthe hide kitta dil dasja
Teri Porsche utte spider dasda
Tu kitta kill mundeyan da king ya
Your love running in my nerves
Ae fast going out of the world
no stranger,
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!
Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love
to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains he shall break, for the slave is our brother.
And in his name all oppression
lowly bend
Behold your king before him lowly bend
Truly he taught us to love one another
His law is love and his gospel is peace
Chains he shall break,
your King! Before him lowly bend!
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!
Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is
and take journey
on another blunt
cnd tell them spectators
got another one
You rolling with
The king of the underground
They give me love from
black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
By alfred noyes and phil ochs
raised, go by chico
Ya tu sabes la que hay, Puerto Rico
Not gon' fold or drop names, that's on Street Flow
Latin nigga, ima different kinda king tho
From
chains
I lift my hands in the place where madness meets Majesty
My sin is absolved by grace
I am free
I lift my eyes to the King of Kings
Your love changes
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
that's when the job finished
I ain't no rapper got mine independent
Shades on dope boy chain with the pendant
Steppin' in da room like a king its
your King! Before him lowly bend!
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!
Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is
your King! Before him lowly bend!
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!
Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is
your King! Before him lowly bend!
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!
Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is
the chains, but the disadvantage stayed the same
Suppose to be one race, where I call you my brother
Love your significant other who’s special no matter their
Yeah I don't do it by the
You do it your way
I'm doing it different
In love with the music
But I don't fuck with the system
Don't call me a rapper
Call
Really, I thought you knew
They nicknamed me high king
How about I make a note
To never ever going broke
Grabbed the by it's throat
And never ever let it go
Tsebo
Tebz, El nino, Ben Sharpa
Ben Sharpa
v.1
True
Sometimes it feels like the problems will never end – Situation never changing, never turning,
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