Lyrics:
fightin' for,
No one's listenin' when you need 'em,
Ain't no fun to sing that song no more.
Got a song about a sister,
Waitin' somewhere by the phone,
(Hook)
Raised in the jungle Mowgli
Runnin with wolves no sheep
Heard that you lion don’t speak
I keep a staff Bo Peep
Haters’ll cross ya Holy
I’m
really good with computers
Chattin with my side girl while my main girl
Thinkin it is a message by a YouTube user
I don't wanna lose her
Nah, I don't want
fucking know
I’ve been misused I’ve been betrayed shit I done been through it before
Man I use to be on go
Screaming I want all the smoke
But when they
on a cross now see us
Living the holy life, we are wholly saved
Once and for all is the way he paved
Its by his power that we are raised
This is the hour so we
time no hear, man, what's up?
[James A. Smith]
Say man
People been kicking around a lot of hoe shit in my ears
[Too Black Records representative]
fevered-summer waking morn.
Back back when the poor poor boy was born.
Now cross into his fortune.
While enchanted by the queen.
A lone shady shelter stood
like
Big city
Bright lights
Sidewalking
Sidewalking
Sidewalking
Sidewalking
Let's go
Woman watching in the neon lights
Man falling as you walk on by
She woke me up with a bang, bang
Looking' over cross eyed had a big
Hunch that the world was a big lie
When I got up all the blood to my head
I
But in something more
The rich man can be unhappy
Conversely, a poor person can be happy
Here's a paradox
Children are always being happy
Because they
it hurts
Black man came first
In the sweet name of Jesus
Cost me a dollar
At the flow of creflo
Like how the hell he supposed to know
I see
thing
Nuttin worse
Than a new black church
Lyin on the truth
Cause it hurts
Black man came first
In the sweet name of jesus
Cost me a dollar
At the flow
the niggas out on the corners
And the fucking everyday struggle
Come on, Yeah , What , Yeah
Tired of these niggas man
Straight like that, fuck that
Yeah,
to stop what I'm doing
just to turn around and watch them walk by
At the very next opportunity
I'm gonna give a younger man a try
Because younger men
All hail to the days that merit more praise
Than all the rest of the year,
And welcome the nights that double delights
As well for the poor
of game which can not run away
so stay easy, my poor man, your time's at hand.
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
and our stomachs
She woke me up with a bang, bang
Looking' over cross eyed had a big
Hunch that the world was a big lie
When I got up all the blood to my head
I
your face in a minute
Been looking, nowhere to be seen
Man, where you been? Checking for your new songs daily
The wait gets worse by the week
I wonder
here my friend)
That he will save you (His anger is upon us)
Paint a cross upon the door (It's all been caused by someone's deeds)
And pray to God
He been done in by a slippery snake
a man and a woman get to live a while and then they die
It's been that way since the git go
It's been that way
your face
I recall the case
Cut the grass now I see all the snakes
My lawyer man cake
Cause of you he’s been employed by the beef
And now it’s time
of the snake
[Chorus]
All in all it's just a poor man's crusade
Poor man's crusade
The Holy Land home of our blessed lord
Enslaved and stained by godless
Listen to a divine story
Of a man who's now in glory
Told about the one and only, Jesus
Born alone in some poor manger
The wicked king rose up in
all the poor, wretched, naked and the blind
Answer the call for the cross while there's still time
My whole life is a prophecy
No man bound to the Earth
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