Lyrics:
Baby we're all gonna make it
(It's what the streets need
And want right now)
(I'm tellin' you, it's it
Some substance baby)
Give you what you want when
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
and the W
Eight, Chilly Chill, and DJ Crazy Toons
Sic brothers out to get paid cause
Nowadays you got to go for yourself or go broke
I'm living day by
realised I was the king of the rhyme
I got on the microphone and what do you see huh!
The rest was my legacy
I was born to be the king of the be bop swing
realised I was the king of the rhyme
I got on the microphone and what do you see huh!
The rest was my legacy
I was born to be the king of the be bop swing
My name is William Hollander, as you will understand
I was born in the County of Waterford, in Erin's lovely land,
When I was young and in my prime,
day now (everyday)
I'm determined to this shit, I don't play around (play around)
Ice be burning in this bitch, because of my flame sound (hot hot)
I am
to come,
to take what my Jah Jah give me,
Only ghost fire ma go born dem.
No one, have to come, to take what God have give you,
Only ghost fire ma go born
Go tell it on the mountain
Life uncommon
From a distance
When I was a seeker
I sought both night and day
I asked the Lord to help me
And He
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
December 6, 1876.
From their union, ten children were born:
James Henry
Cornelia
Mary Elizabeth - my Grandmother
Lucinda
Virginia Miranda
Clement Jerome
stepping up and it's game time
I'm winning
Or matter fact
Ey yo I already won
Since day one
That's the day I was born
I'm God formed
Into space I have torn
I
by the time
They radio for the dogs i crossed heart
Can't tell a bad day from a death wish
Detour through the graveyard with
A chef's kiss
They don't
of Days
The God of old
Word is Born I'm on the scene
Just to build with the youth
Revealed the Truth
Jesus the Christ the absolute
Who can dispute
Ain't
Women weep and children mourn
Sorry the day that men was born
Sinful people one by one
Sorry the day my wrath begun
Sorry the day my wrath begun
Gods side Satan side what I'm gon choose
Sounds so simple but I'm still choosing soup
Satan been attacking didn't know what to do
Need the male child
eclipsed
Pricked by cuticle thorns
Dried the sleep
On nursery slits
Into this life I'm born
Heaven's just a scab away
I'd like to see you after
lights on
To all the seeds that follow me, protect your essence
Born with less, but you still precious, just smile for me now
Smile for me, won't you
are
You just don't want anybody anybody else
And that's ok cus you were born a Diva
Cus she's a Diva (Diva)
Hey (Hey)
Hey (Hey)
I know just what you
okay cus you were born this way
She's a Diva (Diva)
Its 3 am and I still got you in my head
Who knows when the day will come when we'll meet again
But
Need it, need it to get by, y'all
Can you get me high, y'all? (Hey)
I'm just what you made, God, just what you made, God (need-need-need it)
I'm
around, but movies and stores
Surrounded by crips, surrounded by bloods
Surrounded by drugs, surrounded by gore
You don't wanna journey too far down
born
Swear to God I ain't no liar"
Little baby Jesus
Sleeping in the hay - hay hay hay!
Born in a stable
He was born on Christmas day!
Mary and Joseph
and some clothes
We're trapped off in this world and society with no place else to go
So how you feel?
Frustrated, irritated, sometimes I don't know
.png/220px-Pink_Floyd,_Wish_You_Were_Here_(1975).png "Wish You Were Here")
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