Lyrics:
give me neck
Silicone wet, my diamond stay wet
My baby she staying too wet
I just got a check, yea
I bought me a jet
Got me a new piece I flood with
burn
Burn baby burn, burn baby burn
Tossin' turnin', fightin' to awake
I woke up with a scream, strapped to the stake
Blood drippin' like rain,
our hearts with shame
Let our blood in vain, you find God in pain
And if, by his own hand, his spirit flies
Take his body as a relic to be canonized
bought with a price
My debt's been paid in full, nailed to the cross
I owe no more
I've been washed by the blood of the Lamb
I've been washed white as snow
We live by that cash talk
I'm riding in Nascar baby
I'm tearing up that asphalt
They know not to play with us, baby
We strapped like the Blackhawks
the strength
With the traps that I laid, Ray (Could've) passed for an agent but
Ahead's where I'm stayin to last till my day ends
The demons are waiting
But
skrrt)
Pull up in a foreign with a eater (eater)
She know I keep me in freezer (freezer)
Model, I keep me a diva (woo)
Bought me a Bentley, I didn't
and never ran from the cops,
So I stand on this rock with a Zen mentality,
And we drift this bitch 'til we bend reality.
My blood bangs when I handle
I went a hundred miles ahead
Climbed mountains
I was fed with rotten bread
Watered with rains
I have sore feet into blood
I started to starve
But
Yeah
I'm in the backseat, window rolled down
Watching life go by, no telling how it's gonna turn out
I was only 15 with a major league dream
But
of glory? short ending with a long story
Maybe we want too much and program but
The city do not give a fuck, a blood oath
One for the saints, one for my
possessing our human form
We live life searching for greatness since the day we was born
And as we bow our heads at night rich wealthy or poor with dislikes
possessing our human form,
We live life searching for greatness since the day we was born
And as we bow our heads at night rich wealthy or poor with dislikes
hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck
with the armies poised to clash, and with dusk painting the sky a deep crimson exceeded in its vibrancy only by that bloody rubicund hue which stained
with the Stones
Once He even opened up a three-way package
In Southern California for old George Jones
[Chorus]
The years went by like sweet
(What you wanna smoke some Zaza
I brought a bow out)
Gave a bitch good dick, she think she stayin' with me
I always stand on my bully, I ain't
For I'm covered by the precious blood of the Holy Lamb
Chorus:
I'm a blood bought, bona-fide Child of The King,
He wrapped me in his living arms
keep my record (CLEAN)
Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN)
Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word
Says you stuck with protecting me
Ain't no F1, I'm staying the course
I took it North, Ain't talking New York
Saved by the Son, Covered in the blood
Run to the Lord, Treat this like
Yeah
You over looked me when we was in high school
Knock down all my books when I walk by you
You said you won't fukk with me cause I'm lame Ooo
with me tonight
Well, I'll prick myself and see if blood comes out
I'll play until the whole damn tape runs out
I'll put on that Ray Charles record, if
Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your body dropped
Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your body dropped
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