Lyrics:
Meet me afternoon 'neath the summer sun
Right by the lake 'til the evening comes
I run my fingers through your sun streaked hair
Baby, that's
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
street men who paid their dues
'Cause they knew they had nothing to lose
They knew it
So they just got to it
With cracked old Gibsons and red
And together we'll start a new life
There's nothing here but heartaches and tears
And I don't even feel like a man
I'll saddle the horses and wait by the old
traverse by the grace
We rejoice in the hopes
Patient in the tribulat'
Never worry bout a thing
Keep the prayer, supplicate
In everything, give thanks
on the evening
Of everyday
Can't help
But take my soul away
Contemplate on mistakes
I made
When I knew better
Do better
B
That shit up the past
Last time
throw away
Death done killed the best
He don't pay attention to us anyway
Am I wrong?
I stilll pray my sinful prayer
I still pray my sinful prayer
I still
the heat jalapeño, how'd he know, fuck I need a cheat code
I don't know how, but some how I got out me and d got a reload
We stuck by the g code,
Some of you
Twilight is approaching.
It's the time to offer my evening prayers to Lord Shiva.
What shall I do?
Ravana was deeply immersed in his thoughts,
and he also
Twilight is approaching.
It's the time to offer my evening prayers to Lord Shiva.
What shall I do?
Ravana was deeply immersed in his thoughts,
and he also
Gibson
Dissin' those who missin' blows, kick shit to program
A instrumental jammer by the mental blow's manner
Vicious, Delicious with the Vinyl fuck
on home
Cause I ain't had no milk and butter
Since that cows been gone
Well you gotta treat me right honey
Day by day
Get out your little prayer book
treat me right woman
Day by day
Get out your little prayer book
Get down on your knees and pray
You're gonna need, you're gonna need
My help one
The first to heed the message is Malik
Abandoned by his mama' on thanksgiving evening
Bout' three years ago was up to me to feed to em morals
Values manhood,
praying all evening
Tryna come to a close
We was taking control
And them prayers was bold
Told the spirit to go go go
If you know then you know
Now I'm
on home
Cause I ain't had no milk and butter
Since that cows been gone
Well you gotta treat me right honey
Day by day
Get out your little prayer book
turn back time when the prayers were easy
Make good choices, waves to a breezy
Sunset kind of evening, aimlessly thinkin of ways of
How I can do it
on home
Cause I ain't had no milk and butter
Since that cows been gone
Well you gotta treat me right honey
Day by Day
Get out your little prayer book
treat me right woman
Day by day
Get out your little prayer book
Get down on your knees and pray
You're gonna need, you're gonna need
My help one
Y'all got fish to fry
I got whales to bake
I got scales to weigh
I'm evening my fengshui
I don't think you really wanna see what's on my entree
gave me
Here without you
Said he'd never test beyond what I can't take
So I
Still say my prayers
And I still go to church
and In the evening I still
You carry the burden they give you the blame
A day of leaven that's ruined by the grain
Rain falls down on me you all
And I don't know what to do
Rain
Don't wanna be remembered as another man that lived
I sleep no more, dream with eyes open
No more pills and no more potion
No more being woken up
By
winter in kedves Debrecen
I fly out tomorrow, gonna walk its streets by ten
'Cause after "give it a rest, you don't impress" sent shivers through my bones
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