Lyrics:
my refuge is His voice
We are your hands we are your feet
It's time for us to stand, yeah
Cause we love you Sudan
Actions speak louder, louder than
know
Put me on the stage, got the crowd, going cra-zy
Bopping like the Da Ba-by, the Devil never faze, me
My mission is, leading souls, to the Lord,
Above with the clouds son
And ain't no strangers in sight
I vandalize the heavens for my brethren
Rage up in the pin till we meet again
Ain't nothing
tub
With your plastic doves
Above as so below, six feet for everyone you know
The words melt you like sun melts snow
She's a twisted girl
Watch your
one of your lungs
What I mean is, I've seen everything that's under the sun
Niggas below the poverty line live under the gun
We all schemin', savages
just like a bungee
Bitch
You like my son and shit
Shine like the sun I’m lit
OG that raw we littt
Faragoma for the kicks
You not stepping like
on my feet
And pray they didn’t find that up under the seat
We just did more than 10 bottles at liv
She wanna do it to find where I live
I back
I pray we all live forever
I pray I'm a servant to all prophets
May I be rich forever
Money on my head, pussy boy, that ain't enough
Bullet to your
I pray we all live forever
I pray I'm a servant to all prophets
May I be rich forever
Money on my head, pussy boy, that ain't enough
Bullet to your
a dream, tell me it's not a dream
Woken up and then I became colorblind
No one by my side, how I hate my mind
You'll never know how much for you I cease
show that
You only get one chance at life hold a high standard stick to it and never ever ever ever live below that
I do not deserve this life I was
[Intro Hussein Fatal]
And what ever it is then that's what is gonna be nigga
Hussein Fatal, the outlaw don, "Blood In My Eyes"
Shyea', Triple O
get my t a crib before she six feet below
Ray J my one wish but we ain't wishing no mo
RIP mama ya baby love you
You know i gotta hold it down
Ok I'm
I'm on Pluto getting domed by indigo hoes
These smurfs love my hose they really petite
Makes my dick look like 2 feet
Turning green they envy
How I
in that bitch by myself
I ain't never even think about a nigga callin' my baby mama to pick my son up to take him to the movies
Go play basketball
“Well then, let the reign begin.”
Ethan: "Awe shit".
Sherlock: "Fucking bow."
King.
First order of business; die.
Live by the sword,
Die by thy hand.
that's why I carry Mini-Me
I need fifty feet when my performance starts
I push a armored car wit ?Lauren Harts?
Nineteen inches, I'm not on the charts
like for years I knew yoga
I'm too smoked up, I can't remember me
Off Hennesy, that's why I carry Mini-Me
I need fifty feet when my performance starts
did
And he'll get by later 'til
He through with his bid"
I know it sounds cold like
The wind below freezing
You might not understand but I
Got my own
plunge, shipwrecked
Go get your homework done, down to the books you’re spine is not enough inflected
But oh, by the way, said my father before being
queen
I’m under your spell I worship your feet
Even in hell I need you with me
I’ll give you my life in a blink of an eye
If thats what it takes to bring
And the voices in my head always knew I wouldn't survive
Just wish you could've accepted me as your son a real guy
I'm never gonna grow up and be the father I
I loved a triple spiral
My maiden mother crow
I folded my devotion to an origami rose
So out her ten feet window, she said to look below
Could I
mothers from our sons left our lives scattered
Until the death of me I scream Black Lives Matter
Please don't get live that's suicide My niggas five from
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