Lyrics:
tomorrow isn't Promised the Lord can call you any Day
You need to get ya heart right
If you wanna be saved"
Tears rolling down my face while I
Pray by ya
Cut off your mind
Getting wavy with Wavy
My last name is Nuff not Jones
Couple bones washing up on the shore
Skull missing now me pissing
Off
and touch the live wire, gettin live like from gaya inner
Jim Jones cool-aid you got mad reason to be afraid
You ain't ready, rappers are petty, never lyrical
The lyrics in the one by G love and Special Sauce look suspiciously, are are phrased WAY too much like Guitar Slim (Eddie Jones) in his 1964
alone with no one by your side
As you stare in the night
Contemplating everything that you did in your life
And you tryna get better
You try, you try
But
bright
The air is cold
As everybody gets together now
You've finished work and you're all wrapped up in your hat, your coat and scarf
Are you ready
Are you
A Town ready but Cali’s where i lay my head
see i walk by faith and i rest in grace so i spend a lot of time by my bed
whether I’m 85 on dat 5 or 65 all up
my tonfa
You think my words cut sharp well come and meet my katana
And allow me to bring myself honor by bringing family dishonor
To you and your Sama
shit
Who is this thinking that they ready for some stupid shit
We true to this
And I've done been a liar for some stupid shit
Growing pains get your legs
Well sir uh, I feel like uh, like a slice of butter
Melting on top of a, big ole pile of, flapjacks
Muli
Aye Doc you ready
Yeah Professor, let's drop
can fuckin get some!
Because I'm always ready, I stay loaded
In between my legs is where I keep my gun
So when I pull out the cock-a-doodle-doo
They'll
my tonfa
You think my words cut sharp well come and meet my katana
And allow me to bring myself honor by bringing family dishonor
To you and your Sama
want it I get it
I'll never be owned or indebted only the weak get misled by lust
And beheaded we never balling on credit or fucking with love that's
It aint hard to figure out
She's the one, she's the one that I need
She the type to hold my gun
Don't get high but roll my blunts good times
While
Highest form of respect if you say you're not ready
Forever in debt to the lord for he's given
Something I'm not worthy of the purpose of my living
First, let me start by saying I’m amazing
‘Cause I made it from the bottom of the basement, no abrasion
With the patience of a winner, I’ll be
suspicions we can burn them one by one
That will help us get ready for World War None
(A little love is more effective than a rifle)
(A little faith will
miss you mayn
So every chance I get I gotta mob
Never thought I'd be doing this song
But time after time I feel like I'm alone
I could recall kicking it
sometimes when it seems we can't get by
But we need to get loud
Let's get together
C'mon c'mon c'mon
Hang out forever
Girl you know you want to
Get together
like a bully bitch, get saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church I'll see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails
Everybody
Lil' Ceaser-
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!
Puffy (Kim)-
Queen
don't get ya sketchers on my PRADA
Look, I feel like I live in jersey by the way my life full all this drama
Call me Hokage, cuz this my empire
Somebody
it
Forever
You can't find it fuck it forget it
Forever
The best that can be said for you
Is you couldn't get no worse
We ride side-by
smoked weed
Larry was like a brother from another mother
Best friends through it all
They would protect each other
Then she met Leroy jones Is started
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