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holes in designer sweaters (Bozo)
All my niggas are demons
The sticks chop without reason (Up 'em)
Flash is God seen by these heathens
New York's a war
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas intellect mad slow, y'all fags
for you and me
A peaceful place, or so it looks from space
A closer look reveals the human race
Full of hope, full of grace, is the human face
But
[Chorus]
These firme memories, of my brother
They feel so wonderful
Rest In Peace, Rest In Peace
Every chance we get we're sitting by your grave site
Pontius Pilate
Cops and robbers riot by the vows of noxious sirens
A is gullible he figure all man equal no brainer
Take it his friends and neighbors
choked up by his name
And she'll try her best just to let him go
Well, she's sick and tired of his rough and younger ways
Letting go, moving on,
further
But when I heard they popped them burners by his grandpa's crib
I needed answers like a teacher who's givin a pop quiz
So once we left the station,
And he's leaned him over his saddle-bow
To catch his hat by force
But the rushing in the Clyde water
Took Willie from his horse
And the very hour that
And he's leaned him over his saddle-bow
To catch his hat by force
But the rushing in the Clyde water
Took Willie from his horse
And the very hour that
there, I don't know what it smells like
And when I say his name out loud I can’t pronounce it right
Sometimes I feel like Jerusalem
There’s 3 religions
took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his
a slave
I'm casting demons out in His name
My praying is not in vain
My fasting is not in vain
Now get on the wave
I'm on God time no demon time
I take
affirmed by His father, when God looked down and said, ?This is my son who I love.? Jesus hadn?t done a single miracle. All he asks of you is that you
Got a tale about a man
A man without a name
His baron reach was far
In a dessert terrain
He had a little side hobby
Ran it by the books
He didn't run
sings like Mariah
No way home like Tobey maguire
Kick his ass like my name is jiriyah
Come take a trip to the land of the fire
If you spin bullets hitting
you know what my name is
Walking down the isle getting stopped cause I’m famous
You don’t really know me so you don’t know what fame is
Whole lotta
blessed
For he has done great things for me
Of all great names his is the best
For it is holy; strong is he
His mercy goes to all who fear
From age to age
under threat
An apprentice to the Gods
Majgyn is his name
Rise up through his trusted ranks
Warn us of his ways'
So I became the king
(of light)
A life
All of you who are
Burdened by life
There's the hope
The only hope
The way to life
The only way
The only truth
He is alive
Holy, righteous
His love
same name
Everybody getting high on the same thing
Focused on just gettin by tryna maintain
Every damn night
We do the same things
Same shit, different
Ed
Get some Visine for his eyelids
All he do is see in red
Lil Uzi on my waistline because All my friends are dead
Tent out the windows
Smoke on indo
Michael Bublé
Christmas time is wonderful
Keine Traurigkeit und Verfall
But there's a special magic in seeing a tragic
Middle aged man lose his shit
that's livin', yes been impressed
by the way the Tech is blessin' 'em - it shows
cause the land it steady grows, and I'm the man with fetid flows
But
, its redundant
Yo favorite rapper flow ain't his, its redundant
Name ain't Shawn but I'm the heartbreak kid
And no, I ain't Sauce but I might break
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