Lyrics:
working late
So hard to find a tender moment together
So many modern ways to miscommunicate
Guess every honey moon has and experation date
Whatever
mattress
But it’s getting harder for them to hate
Taller than my shortcomings still don’t overlook mistakes
Every track set them straight chalk line yellow
Magi had a pen
And with it drew up worlds of fantasy
By the age of ten
She had a sense of worldly destiny
An empty book of life
Of which her colored
Let's go
I don't know what you see In him
Maybe how he loves you like I did
Maybe that he buys you a bunch of gifts
I'm here to tell you that don't
comfortably in his arms
Now I'm writing songs bout him that
Sound like Christmas when it's not
The way he smiles it's special
It gets me every time
Swing by in
Secrets (secrets) are no fun
Secrets (secrets) hurt someone
Let me tell ya how it all began
A little secret got out of hand
I ran into him
Lay down by my side; the truth won't hurt me now
Even in this last goodbye, there is beauty we can't deny
Maybe, maybe, maybe it's a crime, dear
young G'z growin up on the West side
Down from the start in the dark for the hoo ride
Mackin on the scene every day of the week for the moment
Waited so long for this day
Eternity putting innocence to the test
No one knows the real reason - No one can
Stop him
His power - His power growing
nigga really from the mud
I'm tryna take him from the hood
See, I'm tryna take him from the hood
(From the hood)
I'm tryna give my niggas dots
You in my
it's really pourin'
Shit we got caught by a storm, nigga we ain't even know it
To you, this shit knee high
To him, it's to his shoulders
I see what
grieving him so much at this point that I could feel it
I'm trying to live right in front of folk, but I'm even fake to me
And to make it even worse, I got
Bless the mind of a quiet child
Give him a reason to crack a smile
He may not be a happy boy
But there are moments he may enjoy
Winter clothes
And them niggas on the corner every morning gettin' money,
Yes sir, and those who died by the gun,
And now they dead and gone,
I'm doin' this one for
a drunk mind state, I bomb Kuwait
I'm so ill I raise the dead when I rhyme at wakes
From the moment that my first verse caught your head
years later you'll
ridiculed by those who don't know Him
And mocked by those who don't believe
Still I love standing up for my Jesus
'Cause of all that He's done for me
That's
my kind of love
Escape with me tonight
This moment is all there is
When the morning comes we're cast aside
Now there's farewell in every kiss
You
him and I believe and I confess Jesus Love
And I know I felt a smile shine down from above
So I stand here changed and I'm changed here by You
And I'm
inevitable end, many placed
increasing value on the moment, learning to relish
every remaining second of life. Amongst these
were Jack Karaquazian
whole being
Is defined by a moment of one terrible thing
Eliminating all the good you've ever done
It doesn't matter now because of what you've done
Each and every day when I
Come home from school
Like clockwork I go up into my bedroom
I secure the door and it's
The moment of truth
I flip on my
supposed to be right here with us
I don't even feel right in the Fisker
I ain't been right since the moment you left off the street on your bike
You was
He was raised to know every breath was a blessing
So to him surrender and death were identical
Vision's beyond the eyes
His position was comprised
on the promises of God
Standing on the promises that cannot fail
When the howling storms of doubt and fear assail
By the living Word of God, I shall prevail
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