Lyrics:
consider the latter
Never a thought to reconsider
What actually matters
So now we find The King
In a drunken scene
Gathered by servants, soldiers, and his
"This shit is garbage"
God's given me all this
Still I feel no different regardless
Kids look to me like as a God, this is retarded
If only they knew,
wrap your arms around me saying son get up, I'm not keeping scores
Ohh don't you know that you are my temple
You have my spirit, stop trying by yourself
I'm growing up
Hey, no question
They know I'm my dad's son
I'm just grateful to God that I had one
I'm sorry that you never had one
Forty-four now we're
learn
But never forget that for you God's concerned
So give it all to him what you waiting for
Don't be shy his arms are open like a door
When I came
has happened to your son
Hyacinthus is lying dead!
OEBALUS:
Woe is me! O too sad news!
How did he die?
ZEPHYRUS:
He was struck by a discus, and fell
everywhere, tell the truth you wouldn't dare
Cross me like the gold you wear
Soulo flow like the solar flare in the open air
So much smoke that I'm comatose,
the armor of God I know there's nothing I can't handle
The dust has finally settled I'm on that spiritual level
Cuz The Holy Spirit armed me and He
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
ain't fuckin' with society
Justice ain't free, therefore justice ain't me
So I justify his name on obituary
Why you wanna see a good man with a broken
JOSHUc was told to do
By vision - and by sound
To there and then remove his shoe
From off of Holy Ground.
-JUDGES tells us - all forlorn
Of Samson
but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear
like, ha
Ain't no way you gonna stop me now
This drama pops out when I'm not around
Need to add Olivia Holt to my body count
You can sit on my face girl,
been waiting for that talk,
waiting for you to run to me just like the prodigal son
the devil is wicked in his good he'll make you want more
by the time
and favors
Cradled by twelve empty Zelda heart containers
Man, it's freezing in this brick bitch, winter forever
Like Punxatawny Phil found with his four furry
weeps-another memory
Plagued and blessed by her divinity
And heirless emperor would marry off his niece
For the flowers and the sun they followed her
But in
never crossed my mind
Bill was a friend and he was God Uncle to my only son
Now it looks Uncle Billy wants to be his step-mom
Now you see I was ready
taxes
When the General barges in
We'll see that Armor of God
Confront the arms of my armymen!
We’ll discard of your carcass
Turn that new field into
mouth
Beast mode with the G-Code, cancel 'em out
Son, I've seen hell, fell into the palms of Satan arms
Don that I am made 'em bow in the face of God
What's the difference, between, me, who's been a laughing stock
And my pops, when will his, laughing stop?
He suffers, and maybe I suffer, crowd dont care
and my ribs and my back, ha
Thank God I rap even if I wanted a job
I could never go back
Whoa, every buck I owe I paid off in full
Life I chose made me
fly, and let me live in the sky
My cousin Toot ain't have to die right in front of his son
And his wife, he lost his life struggling over a gun
Give
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
sense-sense of all this shit around me
I didn't know how to take it, how to perceive it, you know what I mean
And then meanwhile I'm supposed to be going
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