Lyrics:
on God's son's & daughter's
Warriors & Soliders
I'ma strive til it's over
Until my last breath
I'm honest , I'm modest
I cant do dis by myself
I need God, my
can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's
~Spiritual chants~
Blessed be our God
Who reigns forever
Holy
And blessed to His Son Jesus
Who died to save our souls
Holy
By the Blood that was
tell easily
The way she called would've had
Y'all thinking she needed me this woman
She calls a girl over about my age
I look at her and know what I want
homie lost hope he fighting felonies
Lost too many brothers I've been fighting all these tragedies
And always worried about the way my daughter going
that was 'cause of cigarettes
(Or what?)
Or guns he tote; he called shots on the deck
So I wasn't tryin' to call his bluff, by his persona
You
behind and chose C-M-B
It was impossible on the road every week, but I know enough
And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely
Watch over
whispered in my ear:
Meet me in the barn, way out in the pasture
Turn off your headlights, park by the tractor
Sneak in the backdoor, so we don't get
who are we?
Beautiful freaks like us.
To swim in holy water, high in higher places
With our sons and daughters smiling innocent faces
cnd how will read
memorial, we see faces, names, dates. All are reminders that the suffering brought by war is intensely personal and its violence indiscriminate. In the broad
ally, turns out you're just an opponent
I found me a bad-er bitch, I know you are so sorry
That kid was not my son, bitch we didn't have to go on Maury
called, said he seen me on the TV screen
When I was sixteen, they ain't think I planned to be anything
Don't wire checks, I want the cash, I like my money
a nigga might be readin' my Nike's like Bushwick
Chronic smoke like chimney, to lit a doobie
They knew me, let me in free cause I bee that Luni
Higher
hoping God would be by me, I met a woman who truly loves and trusts me.
I make even more friends who know they can count on me.
I laugh, I love, I lie I
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 you have called me
If not now God then when
If not here where will you go
And If not me God then who
Holy Spirit fill this place
I will give you all I
hoe-hoe-hoes
But now your bro don't got those no more
I wanna get high
High
High
Higher
I wanna get high
High
High
Higher
Let me tell you how I was on that
to go cold
Streets called me back in the fold
If i could not live I would die
There is no smoke without fire
Told my guy light up the fire
In the woods
to leave it all behind me
For I learned about life, and I found a wife
In the town I loved so well
But when I returned, how my eyes have burned
To see how
People care about one another, we will fight for each and every other
""Hey There, Mr. HouseWife""
Don't ever let my son or daughters
Come up with the same
California. Long beach city
All you see is C signs. No B's with me
I see em hatin. F em like 50
They all Jose's. Jealous ones envy
I
life
And I'll show you what heaven feels like
Believe me
Gon head baby
Gon head baby
Gon head baby
Go head
Cause I'm my daddy daughter and ion know what
I extent my grace and my faith, just open your ears and gon listen
By the power that reside in me, I call the dead to return to liven
By the power
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
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