Lyrics:
this for a message from the father.
We've given many years of funk to you,
And y'all still don't know what to do,
And if I should die and I'm gone
pandemic waves
The world locked down
Inside our caves
Free
Out in the open
But only
In my dreams
The world
Is losing its patience
Held
By these limitations
and dries my tears
So I can love the world, like He loves me
When I look THROUGH MY FATHER’S EYES.
Lyrics, Music, and Musical Arrangement by Julius J. Davis,
other children besides me.
We hardly had enough food or room to sleep.
It was hard times,
Needed something to ease my troubled mind.
Listen! my father
and it's hold up now
Let me finish
Think about it baby me and you we still kids ourself
How we gon' raise a kid by ourself?
Handle biz by ourself
a feast for the eyes- a low blow to purpose
And I'm a little kid at a three ring circus
[Chorus]
I don't want to gain the whole world and lose my soul
She got to her room, and tears splashed the picture
Of the new Messiah
She picked up the book of her father's life
And threw it on the fire
listenin'
Seein' niggas comin' for me, through my diamonds when they glistenin'
Now pay attention, bless me please Father, I'm a ghost
In these killin'
and told you to sit and twirl
Sold a billion tapes and still screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(I'm Slim Shady) so come and kill me while my name's hot
try and walk it
I'm so high, yeah the weed, I'm still sparking it
My bitch bad and my diamonds still sparkling
Got the competition shaking like
your attention
Let us in with the benediction
Our father who art in heaven
I pray you free me from my demons and keep me level
I know you kept my out
at the ceremony
The minister backed up, the father, he cracked up
Groom, him fell down to the ground, on his knees
It's a lonely world, my children, you gotta
my head away
We gotta first world vision to comfty, to lift our
Hands in the air and cry for a switch
Michael Stipe:
Father, father
P Diddy:
Father
it before
We'd like for you to scream like hell if you
Oh, oh, oh,
Oh, yeah,
Mm
What a song, what a song to sing
And I'm singin' my song,
I'm
Soul surviver. Soul survivor
World survivor
I just wanna let it go
World survivor, soul survivor
Just wanna let it go
Jesus please on my
clout doing free shows
Everybody know she the cheap hoe
I'm in my bag, Tortitos
When I pull up it's the Migos
Please tell your girl keep her knees
What else?
Souls bought and talked with the father of time
Ask if I'm embracing it, I either wasting it
My mind feel like I'm chasing it
Everyday it
everything to me, it's my credibility
You'd never seen, heard, smelled or met a real MC
Who's incredible or on the same pedestal as me
But yet I'm still
A bold young farmer courted me
He stole my heart and my liberty
He stole my heart without free goodwill
And I must confess that I love him still
I
you heard me?
My world ain't worldly, any time could be my time
I get high, but still ain't seen Chicago skyline
In my prime, stakes is high cause
the whole routine and performed it for my father's friends
While they smoked and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write what
Would eventually put me
follow the tides
Down my song lines far and wide
The world to me should still be free and wild
Yes, I follow the tides
Give me more, big blue rides
song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you
If I don't hear from you by tomorrow
I hope you come back and learn from your mistakes
Come
I haven't ate in the last 22 summers and
I'm 22 now it's about to go down
So en garde
My God we got these artists in awe
Oh, I'm free finally I can
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