Lyrics:
the Devil's tryin' to break me down
(Jesus walks with me, with me, with me, with me, with me)
You know what the Midwest is?
Young and Restless
Where
on the horizon is covered by a clear blue sky. So deep and volumetric, it is mesmerizing in its purity. And if you look at it for a long time, it seems it could
the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
Clue
Catch me in Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona
Rep for them real niggaz, I'm winnin' in California
Winnin' in Tennessee, hands down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama,
to town when im tastin (Yea)
And I do not be playin, I’m not one of them niggas afraid ta go down in da basement (Muah)
I’m like
Hold up wait, mmm bring dat
[Biz Markie]
Huh?
Yo this is funky!
We gon' get down to the point
And I'm just gonna say - I'd like to thank my man Rashad
But we gon' get down
breathing and changed by grace
Who would've known it happen
Back to the board on the album
Hope you enjoy practice
I will never walk a valley on my own
Lost in a valley, hidden from outside
She waits for children to see if they'll arrive
The valley's way down deep, there lingers not a soul
Blinded by
to the valley
Whitewalls on the wheels like mayonnaise
Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels
Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank
Nigga we hustlers, we please our customers
Pay me or I'm a bust ya! this is my life!
In the hood we funnel, dough by the bundle
I make a fucking ton
I'm tryin' to roll up the chronic leaf
At a stop sign, I take a hit and hold it in
I cough, now I'm off
Drivin' down the two-lane highway
It's all bad,
in the prairie
To die by a ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble his
Chances for life were too slim
Where they were putting his body
Was all
at the bottom
Selfish and grasping for all
They'll stay by a man when he's winning
And laugh in his face when he falls
My pal was an honest young puncher
Honest
in the shadow of your family tree
In haunted harmony
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
And in the shadow of the valley of your family
I lost my voice in the mountains
I lost my voice in the sea
I lost my voice by the river
By the river of you and me
I took your hand in the valley
I
Got so many enemies but I've never seen defeat
Good all 360 degrees so baby don't you come for me
I been in the valley low working on my self control
tomorrow when the sun goes down
I'll have put an end to this grief
By giving myself a potted plant
And a rainbow, calling it a wreath
She's the energy that
mourned by none
‘Cos even the good and the righteous are gone
In time the fires will die down
The charred world still keeps spinning around
And when
heavy
Surrounded by deceased
On the arms and the back
Captured by disease
I keep pushin
Violence in the streets
Eat, be sleep and
Scratches in the beat
Driving down the street
I see you've got bare feet
I don't even know your name
But I've seen you a million times
A million times I've passed you by
heart
Tell my dreams to you
Imma say what it is what’s been written to you
We been cursed in the valley
The reaper creeping
And it’s harvest season
I feel
Down by the wild wood water
You jumped right in
Swallowed the whole damn package
See you later friend
It's alright to remember
What you should
doin' demolition
He was kind of different than everyone else
Oh he liked to hang out all by himself
Didn't hit those bars in Sunnyside Queens
Went
know I need to be loved by you
You know I need to be hugged by you
And I can't wait to be touched by you
'Cause I need to be, 'cause I need to be
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