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Lord
And if I make it to holy ground
I'm gonna go up to Heaven and meet my Lord
I'm gonna bag it up, sell it by the pound
I'm gonna go up to Heaven

your face

Don't die today, they'll spit on the grave

God is Great

Better believe that 

A blind man with mustard seed faith could've seen that

Hoping

Watch me guide like the Moon while I move with a purpose
Pulling up to the curb still giving 'em service
Niggas is nervous
Swerving while they

painted by a man you knew,
someone you dated in '82
An autographed picture of Junior Wells
I didn't even know you liked soul that well
Three pieces of paper

the grain of sand in life's hourglass
Devise your spell
Make demons rise out of hell
Grab you by your lapels and rob you of your outer shell
You feel the ill

(Intro: Meta P)
Yeah, Meta P
The homie Apathy
My man Swann Notty
Gem Crates on the beat
It's the wolves, we in here

(Verse 1: Apathy)
Death metal

coming before I get to two, wait
Focus man, there's no time for a hopeless plan
You won't see us all self conscious at the start line notes in hand
We're

Who are you running from? 
He won't find you here
So quit your running, girl 
Because he's nowhere near
And by all means
Please come inside
Take

little man to put them back makes you proud
Doing alright with getting him smarter, with a good posture 
Taking in this picture, he doesn't have a father

fuck, split up
Get back, make up, then stack cake up
And I'll be waiting for you while you do makeup
But, but wait up, I gotta call late up
'Cause

be stereotyped
This man who loved me crazy
The one who gave his life

Come join in now and sing
We'll enter by his grace
Everything is possible
For

Just love
Sanctified and your love is always in supply
It's the only thing that makes sense to me

When you made the stars above you
Called them all by

come in bags
But them bags don't carry weight
I'm the man I just do it how I say
Shawty say just do it so I grab her by the waist
By the look up on her

Running with that iron Smurf,
Rondo numba nine verse
Last you'll never find worth find me in a black hearse

I'm trapping them birds I'm trapping

fix it by the end of the year
I love you but my style is avoidant
I'd say that but honestly that's that boy shit
I'm a man, gotta act like it
I'm your

VERSE 1:
There's to much that's going on, I don't know what to do
Paralyzed by options in this world can't pick and choose
Everybody's life is

sat by the mermaid 
And smoked me a dream.
She's still got her head on,
But she's still in her teens.
She talked of a prince who'll come
To take her

The smell of humans makes me wanna rip your face apart
And shove a fucking blade up your ugly fucking cunt

I'll eat your kid limb by limb
I'll set

alive
And here’s to all the truckers on highways near and far
Hauling dreams by any means to where we are
Rajoe rigger well I got me a gig so I’m going

everywhere,
and streets were patrolled by them all the time.
King Krishnadevaraya was losing sleep over this problem.
He called Tenali Raman and said,
Tenali

and tasty mango fell into the river without their knowledge.
The mango floated on the water,
and reached the other side of the stream.
The Royal washer man

would be a lake
This affection like a fiction babe
My love for you won't let me tell you everything
Some things are better left unsaid

I'm fine by myself

In this city
I can't tell what's hard work and what's hard rock
All the big men in green vests make loud noise and a huge mess
Oh it only feels real

Almost Fine

Scapegoat Wax

Okeeblow

2001

how I did it
Spend my last 5 dollars at burger king
I have no money have no nothing
Which makes it impossible for me
To take care of my dog properly