Lyrics:
for a long time, and I'm still gettin' money oh
Hol' up, hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise
Paranoid as a child, blessed to be
the faces of the poor,
But there'll come a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the people in the street.
In a sane society
Destiny's Child don't you ever say my name
Tag 55407 if it ain't bout the money then it ain't no progression
Get it out the mud realizing who to question
anybody care.
Where's the man, where's the child
Wrapped together side by side.
Who can tell you what to do,
When Mr. Time has come for you.
See
sitting here with a clean plate
And I believe in destiny
Been too good to me
I just can't believe fate right now
If I could have a penny for your thoughts
Blacka Blacka
Another black child got put down
Black on Black violence
Everyone get silent until it's your child huh
Now you wanna tell, huh
Send someone
hova the fairy tales got them trippin
Cause they ain't Destiny's Child, they more like Destiny's Villain
All these crowds make me nervous, I'm
just lacking substance
But they can sense the magic coming
Like Copperfield
This is monopoly
There is no stopping me
Maybe it's time I evolve
Got me
their hearts and their souls
cnd united they breathed
By their parts and their goals they proceeded to be.
c child came, a call came
cnd he was on his way
that and taking hits
I'm a rider, been a rider
I'm like Destiny's Child motherfucker, B. Gizzle is a survivor
Got my little brother, riding with me
Got
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
You gave me new life and a destiny
You came into my life when I was hopeless
Going no where no progress
But you brought me back like a destiny child
Birth my child
Someone who will hurt the smile
I need it
This is that vintage shit
I don't want a new age I want a vintage chick
Vintage style
Something
You are not a friend of mine, spare the fucking gospel time
Try to turn the world around, lord's direction has you down
Adolescent intellect,
guided by the light
This is more than just adventure
As destiny unfolds for you and I
[Chorus:]
We are not alone
We can build a better future
Way
on back
Inside the livin' room, oh, ah ah
I been doin' right knowin' you
Do right by your child (Oh, God)
I say I trust you, so don't get BaBa
Self made
inside the livin' room, oh, ah-ah
I been doin' right knowin' you do right by your child (oh, God)
Outside church shoes, so don't get a Bible
Self-made
to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
time for child's play
deserve more than I've got and you still stick around
I'm not the perfect man but for you I bow down.
I wanna be your man 'til
could blame my environment but
It not the only reason why if my mind's corrupt
And if it is, I'm just adapting to the times
Ties needed to be cut, for me
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
fellow bretheren
Find medicine
Not through pills and prescription
But by the purp and the scripture
My destiny's written
My sinful way's not ridden
I can't
Promises are a not-evil thing to do
That is not the creed of
The mighty Kremling Krew
Take-a it from me kid
It's-a time we stop this child's play
Time you
Discuss these killing time by destinys child Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In