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brethren peace my mental
Too much going on
Like the Lakers when they got Bron
Brodie online with the loud ain't talking dot com
Trees in the hand but they

Praise the lord
Put my hands put my hands to God
Praise the lord
I Pray for luck I really pray for luck
Praise the lord
Am a killer I be killing every song

your hands
We can almost feel them

Yeah the funny thing seems to be it's such a simple thought
When the earth turns out so hard but promising right in

Wasn't easy to love
I was hard to hold
Deaf to it all
With the gun in my hand
It was eating me up
Waiting for the call
Took the best of me
Spat me

I got a hand full of money when I'm prayed up
Gorilla glue inside my Garcia Vega
Ain't got no time for these hoes
I ain't a playa
Aye get that money

got me in my sweet tooth
And every night I need you
Hands on me, lips a treat
Your taste gets stuck right on me

It's always been my sweet tooth
Getting

Everyday mi wake mi pray fi guidance
Pray she Jah Jah bless me with a man who got no idle hands
So mi haffi work and see
Wait and pree
Wah Jah

till you're older
You better start running cos you know that he can
Loving ain't easy when he's holding your hand
(Woah)
He'll say his words
They have no

can't feel both of my hands
Knees shaking every time I stand
It's hard enough to be a man
I don't want to grow older
Til I'm on my own

Here we go again

I've heard it all
I've heard it all

You had the bottle in your hand
And I had the ache in my mouth
For what I could not understand when I was afraid

if you were mine
I know that when you take my hand it's just to have one to hold
Cause you wrote it down, you sent it, and it's just as I was told
No,

to love, some to never be friends
And I see you all, yes I see you all

And I hold my head in my hands again
Too much whiskey, too much gin
All these rhythms

hand-in-hand together
We walked on and on and on forever
We held hands and walked together
And sometimes we shared sweet dreams
In the nighttime, when we held

breast in my hands
She wanna share the work, but she won't tell the world
How I make her so nasty
And I never thought I would bring sand to the beach
She

hearing that
Ain't nothing clear as that
She got a man that could handle her next
Rough ways she biting lips with a hand on her neck
Fast food but take it

Really could have played you
But my love be coming from the heart
You fucking with the opps
Let that shit ride Eighty-Eight
Put yo' hands deep in my

travel the world, I can show you the globe
I can show some love you ain't seen before
Just hold my hand all the way and I promise things will be okay
I

my fashion
Woah
Got a few tricks up my sleeve
Playing my hand like I'm working with magic
Woah
I do it all for the team
God with the pass and it turned

Silencing clowns
Across all bands
With open hands
Middleware Man
I sneak inside just a blip
Loosen their grip
Switches get flipped
Snitches get snipped

not my inner tale
That's how we found each other
Inside this muddy lane
We could never act cute in sadness
We kept our hands in shame
And i am
The one

insane
I put my right hand on the Bible I won't ever change

You was the one I loved, I put in all my trust for you
But you fucked that up, and now I must

us walking hand in hand
And when the stars are shining in the sky
The moon reflecting in your eyes
It's heaven when I hold your hand

It's just

I'm breathing thin air
So cold my skin aches
My hands shake
But I still see clear
You're only lost once you're quitting
When you stop to admit it

the road you know like your back hand
Share your best stories in an old Ford cab
Ya you're gonna have a couple drinks have a hell of a good time
There ain't