Lyrics:
'round)
Doggystyle
Jaws open
Takin' dick
Deep throatin
Weed smokin (weed smokin)
And all that liquor got my g's open (g's open)
My conversation
Introduction:
We're The Cross Movement,
which is an alliance of (uh) born again believers in Jesus Christ
that are trusting God by His grace
hoes, don't get coughed on
Jeans Purple
Hoodie white but it's Off though
Bitch, if you ain't SB, you get balled on
I know gang got me, only niggas I can
the street this shit keep getting deep (yeah)
I be staying in my lane so just keep me out your beef
And I'm praying for a change but they don't want to talk
the South at noon (Ahathoor)
Honoured with the grandeur of the undetected
Verse III
The hawkheaded fey was within the skull of the man
I waxed the purple
the shore
Like a gentle comforting hand
Fragrant blossoms, honey bees
Careless laughter upon the breeze
And lovers fade into pools of deep
Purple
like freedom
Ich bin ich selbst geblieben
Alles färbt sich purple
Regentropfen plätschern runter auf die Reebok Classics
In meiner
blossoms, honey bees
Careless laughter upon the breeze
And lovers fading to pools of deep purple shadows
Among the trees
Listen to the ocean
Echoes
Mercenary lives forever
We'll conquer one by one
Purple heart
The metal of honour is chosen
For the ones that slay the weak
Our mission everblasting
The rhythm of love
When you see quiet waters
Hey, yeah yeah yeah na na
It could be that deep down underground
Where the sound is bona fide
(Trouble?s winning
Knocking pictures off your wall, when I pass by your house
Know your spouse is your trojan, if you love her than get her
Cause she stuck on a G, like a god
Do you ever wonder why
Time is always passing by
Like stars in the night?
Even though we're growing old
Everything that I've been told
My inner
your eyes with trembling mermaids
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly
but your raps are boring
They leave me snoring, you ain't making hits
All due respect man, it's not a diss
But your album stinks like imported Swiss
In that pussy deep, put that shit to sleep, R.I.P.
I'm not feeling you if you not digging me, fuck you mean
I could hit 'em both, I could hit
what I'm sayin'?
Yo we gettin' restless me and dawgs
Never pretendin' rather we sendin' a very clear message
Either you with me or against me punk hit
basi heal
Ukichezea ganji zangu itabidi umekula foul
Deep cbd si huvuruga njoka pale town
Kila mtu anadai ni king nani alipatiana crown
Pay me in euros,
The Children of Zion
My album complete
I got the solution
Just seek and you'll find it
I Mobb Deep in this bitch
She tell me she love it
Her temperature rising
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