Lyrics:
by the devils decisions, forced into a slave
Death before dishonor for those men who were brave
Shot and sent to their grave, can't awaken, it's too
living the dream
My son and my daughter mean the world to me
People don't like the way I'm living well that's all fine
This is the last time, this is
Word is up to the king's dear daughter
And word is spreading all over the land
That's she's been betrayed by her own dear brother
That he has
Grafted in by grace
You call us
Sons and daughters
Oh what a Love
Father You have lavished on us
Holding nothing back
Oh what a King
You have given all
feelings all 'round this bitch
Fuck around and you get murdered, you know I hit your ass with that switch
We caught up in killin', I know they don't feel
alive in me
I'm taking back who I'm meant to be
I've been redeemed by the blood
I'm no longer who I once was
There's a million voices calling out
Filled
can blame it on hate or blame it on guns
But mamas ain't supposed to bury their sons
Left a hole in her heart and it still ain't done
The bullet
among my two sons and daughter
so I pray to God just for tomorrow
In lieu of the drama I move my momma
but the poverty's prolonging the pain
plugging my
know that my niggas ain't have to die
And I'm far from finished
I am fueled by the power of all their spirits
I dabble in drugs but I'm still coherent
I
That's why I stay up in the trap, to show a different way of liven
Jesus, Defeated the Grave, ta free us from the prison
Son of Man, can show ya how to be
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
and buried, a long time ago
They are all the same, just part of the show
We make it great, and we built it back
As we dig our grave, theres none left to save
By the school gates
But now he dumps her dead in a suitcase
Buries her in the garden with no
Mark on the youth's grave
They call police, say she just
we only have love
We can melt all the guns
And then give the new world
To our daughters and sons
If we only have love
With our arms opened wide
Then
eating dirt
Being buried alive
Put to death by surprise in
The name of black gods
Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry
Dry the tears from your eye
at morning roll call
Never claimed by wife or son
Buried at the prison cemetery
Next to 26951
Now the prison burned and was torn away
A single corner stands
Shall Pay!!!
I Kill You All...
Die, By The Blood Of The Gods
By The Blood On My Sword...
You Sleep In Hell
Die, Die, Die!
away
Betrayed by all you trust
And by those you've praised
Where truth lies buried in unmarked graves
Hush now mother don't dare explain yourself to me
fuck wit me, but she ain't fuckin me
It's like I'm a sissy by making everyone run from me
And I sit and watch them leave
'Cause I wanna see y'all
But if you don't know, uh
Millions on the wall in all my rooms
Niggas couldn't fuck with my daughter's room
Niggas couldn't walk in my daughter's
as thirsty
In death as he was when alive.”
Now he's buried out in the back yard
His stone's got a cross on the top
But by moonlight it looks
Like a bottle o'
I'd sell my only daughter
To rid myself of all this birdie shit.
Birds that don't care they'll poop anywhere
They'll poop in your hair even on Linda
I was surrounded by pain
I was buried in the darkness all around me
I was content with my chains
Just like a prisoner with no desire to break free
For all the money in the world.
I'd never trade my daughter Toya
For all the money in the world.
I'd never trade my only boy
For all the money in
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