Lyrics:
crawled inside a porcupine and used it like a fortress
Touch me and be met by pins and needles
You don't fucking love me, you just love the way I need you
Everyone has a star that lights their way
We see our paths by someone else's shine
Esther, Ruth, and Rahab, they were mine
When they talk about the heroes
respect
I heard of people getting killed in the booth
But ain't seen it
I almost got killed by the booth
The Abe Lincoln
Penny for y'all thoughts y'all way
scene
The church is made of rubble
And the courthouse leans
We're stuck paying the difference
With our ways and means
Whatever know how
We've gained
Conversations with my Lord so we were never skipping Church
I'm feeling empty
broken tryna find my self worth damn
Still lost friends I guess I tightened my
I Been a monster dark skin make me criminal
Shit can get dreaded bout nap as my head is
Born underdog so iGo hard on principle
Aim at the first coz
Thinkin hard I wanna go back
Been tryna grow as a man
Like why they think of me that
This way this life, shit goin
Shit you'll think you up next
Tryna look
older homies
On the block
Told me they would show me the way
When the world just threw me away
When the church told me to pray
I survived, but wasn't
school, church, and street corner
Smart brother keep a small bible and the heat on him
Pre-warn 'em that we getting stronger with doubts
Come on home
nobody hand me ****
I ain't worried once they get passed the candy paint
And see us clearly, we work from can till can't
Three educations, school, church
She's Coming This Way
By Trey Hirsh
© copyright 2/1/2013 Trey Hirsh, cll Rights Reserved
VERSE:
She caught me by surprise
When I found those sweet
to make it
Signs a nondisclosure agreement and belts out her parts
It's hard cause I got bars that are big uppin' Woody Allen
But maybe he's a predator
you're to speak as the oracles of God
If you don't want to talk the way this Bible talk
You should keep your mouth shut
Cause my interpretation belong
Benedict's church on Saturday
Do you still believe that you can fly?
Remember when Christopher sent himself away
So we drank a bottle of rum just to see him
on the top like division
Littel nigga it was written by the greatest emcee
No further description
Bars coming hard like a symphony
You rocking jesus pieces
that’s hurting
Be careful with church’s
It's Saturday Worship
Not Sunday for Pope’s
To go give you that rope
Jesus he spoke
He’s the way that we go
So
the Label christian
Are you the cause or the answer to the deprivation
Life is way more than the gram
You better bee sure what you want
It's hard but give it
to get by
I swear the day that I get rich, you'll hear my lottery cry
I've been dancing with my ancestors even after they died
Get my hand on some ranch
going hard (yeah, ho)
When she with you she a church girl, when she with me she a porn star (yeah, ho)
Smokin' on doobies like cigarettes, which one
Everything is slower here; everybody's got a union card
They get up on Sunday, go to church of their choice
Come back home, cook out in
be so hard to understand
But I believe that this could not have happened by His hand
Because we can't forget that there's too an evil one
Who brought
yea
Carry the weight of the power in my name yea
You think I worked this hard to stay the same
No
Oohh
I am the baddest
I am the coldest
I am
A
Hopin' just by chance that I'll get a glimpse of you
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Tryin' hard to find you, somewhere I love
Mask worn by the miserable
Fuck the world I'm untouchable
My birth was Gods fumble
Going hard until my body crumbles
My whole life my goal was to flip
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