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Man, these boys think they got me, ha ha
You ain't got shit son
I'm the lane frost of this shit
So bring ya ass on then
(Hell yeah)
I'm on my
For all His sons & daughters
Washed and purified in the blood
The perfect price of all mankind
This covenant is for you and me
No longer bound by guilt
now, not a chance, not today, son
I can't believe I leave for one brief second
And you pussies queef all over the rap game, naked
And use a leaf
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
[Repeat: x8]
What they really want
Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all
Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggas with the guns
oh, oh
If life goes passing you by
Don't cry
If you're breaking the rules
Making your moves
Paying your dues
Chasing the cool
Not at all
afflicting you with horrible torment
And were slaughtering your sons and letting your daughters live
And in it was a tremendous trial from your Lord
your soul will be delivered)
Calling all you sons and daughters
(Calling all you sons and daughters)
Come, be washed in the waters
(Come, be washed in
It's all good. It's just time to change and you gotta change with the time. You would've told me back in the 70s that I'd have a gay son and I'd be
A Dirty Exclusive
My son bought his own shoes
Daughter gettin boobs
I don't trust babysitters
I lost my wallet with their baby pictures
I just did
fought with
All corrupt laws it's, we are the causes
Cos we can't see they're all of our daughters
Kill a couple of us you're a devil
If you kill a couple
looking crab in the barrel'ish to me
You live by it you die by it
Y'all fake news We not buying
Y'all could keep Trump and have Biden
The streets don't love
as before.
It true all that you have said about the calf.
Yes, Oh master, he's your son.
If you can release him from the spell,
you can have whatever property
To pump into the system all consuming
Throw out the old, the new is so seducing
We are the forgotten ones
Lost daughters and broken sons
History will
right now I'm booing you
What did Kobe, Gigi and them other passengers do to you? (What they do?)
My condolences at this time is all I could offer
Kobe
And sing, O daughter of Zion
Cry out, O child of mine
And dance with all the strength that you can find
For you are finally home
Sing, O son of Zion
Shout, O
HEY
Pots and Pans
That's where it all started (It started)
Been growing my bands
The Garden getting watered (Them bands)
My older bitch tan
And you
need your gold to feed him
Daughter, dear daughter, I've done you no wrong
I married you to a great lord's son
Find a new man for when I'm dead and gone
up I think I'll tell you what I saw
The day your daughter Ellie and the judge's son went swimmin' in the raw
Is that supposed to be a party what you
the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game, play
'Cause when we die we know we all goin' the same way
'Cause it's cool to be player, but
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
Your Spirit on Your sons and Your daughters
We want to move in Your great power
Pour out Your Spirit on Your sons and Your daughters
Bring revival,
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