Lyrics:
And the gold bracelet with my father's name inscribed
On the back by the one who loved him all her life
The way I too could have loved you
The Spanish shawl I
Jason B. Sad was a lonely lad
His head was a bed for everyone
His clothes was his life
But his heart was a knife
Inscribed on it was "rock 'n'
longer in love
After that there's nothing more
Just a dark and futile door
That shuts out the stars above
My little brown book
I inscribed your heart vows
field
Hurricane heat in my head
The kind of pain you feel to get good in the end
Good in the end
Inscribed like stone and faded by the rain
"Give up
longer in love
After that there's nothing more
Just a dark and futile door
That shuts out the stars above
My little brown book
I inscribed your heart vows
the arrow's aiming at you
Inscribed with your name
You pray that it just goes past you
Cupid's only gonna shoot if he knows it's his game
You turn my
my eyes and just vibe
The inner walls of my mind
Got you on inscribed
Please, bitch can we ride?
This evening, uh, yeah, this evening
I'm just
(the butcher and the butterfly)
I put my girl in the butchers hand
She is my curse cried fireman Sam
Heaven down below inscribed her name
My baby
the Graceland get
The ancestors of the world
Think it looks great
Their names inscribed by death
In a spectral alphabet
Their names look foreign
in a jacket pocket
Wrapped inside a platinum locket
In the shape of a heart with pictures of me
Had it inscribed, "no us, no him then no me
She
Oh the angels rejoiced when my
Soul made the choice
To kneel down in prayer and find Jesus there
Then my name was inscribed in
The Lamb's Book
on talkin' and commas increase
I'm standin' at the top of where you niggas are climbin' to reach
I even got my very own initials inscribed on my sheets
climbin' to reach
I even got my very own initials inscribed in my sheets
Subtle reminders are key, jeez
Spoiler alert, the second act is tragic
in love.
After that there's nothing more
Just a dark and futile door
That shuts out the stars above.
In my little book
I inscribed your heart vow
But
thangy-thangs
Karma hole with the marble floor
Inscribed is my family name
Pitbulls, swimming pools
Fly you out on my private plane
Fly you back below my sack
When the MCs came to live out their name
Inscribed in the halls and the walls of fame
Balancing life, wrote both the yin and yang
Hands buried the man
The virtue of your style inscribed
On your contempt for mine
Jesus was a beggar, he was rich in grace
And Solomon kept his head in all his glory
It's just
The virtue of your style inscribed
On your contempt for mine
Jesus was a beggar, he was rich in grace
And Solomon kept his head in all his glory
It's just
of your style inscribed
On your contempt for mine
Jesus was a beggar, He was rich in grace
And Solomon kept His head in all His glory
It's just that some
blueprints,
Some creed of the devil
Inscribed in our minds
A hideous game
Vanishes in thin air
The vanity of slaves
Who wants to be there?
To sweep
inscribed upon my heart
This treasure held in an alabaster jar I break
To bring Him all the glory
Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise Him all
inscribed above the door
Like dark decaying teeth, i saw the church within
A few distant thoughts, inviting me in to sin
Nobody in the church... decay
of rogaine
Fill me with anything
Regaining ground while the well endowed
Sit proud with their heads in the clouds
Prophets predicted it
Inscribed on the minds
of paper
Inscribed with a hundred names of god
But he can count one more
The curse of life eternal
Written on the door
Your master.....he's a monster
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