Lyrics:
craft you keep on perfecting
3rd verse
People can excel in a field of their own choosing
Just gotta push through when times are boring
Your difference
Believe In Your Maker
Once Your 3rd Eye Open You’ll See Only God Can Save Us
On This Road Less Traveled On A Mission To Get Paid
I Represent The Real
temporary,
I couldn’t see, I didn’t leave, conversations I can’t carry
Gave you hella chances
Get up out my mentions
Get the 3rd dimension
Find some new
Bitcoin an invention created
On January 3rd 2009
By an anonymous creator
Derided laughed at ignored
For the first five or six years
Started
on they throat
Running red lights for the Money gotta go
Bitch im straight up out the 3rd I be throwing up the 4
I been flying to a check I just ran Through
of chicken meat
I been sitting on the shelf
Watching life in 3rd person
Felt like I needed your help
Realized that you don't know me better I know me
Can't
Got birds for money, on the curb we hungry
And I promise that my way is
Like a 3rd world country (fuck it)
We doomed for the cage (yeah)
I never let go
they attempts factious im the road runner
They some scary ass boys 3rd Down punters
I got real cash money like I know stunna
I don't want a loan, I
Me and Billy Joe Taylor joined each other at the hip
I loved him like the brother I never had
He was my go-to-guy on 3rd and 10, made me look good
tell me what you heard
I'll put you to the test
The pie? Split in 3rds
Eat slow, so it digest
No I don't attract birds
They obsessed
Iont want no happy
the wealth from manifesting purpose, I had my 3rd project done before I dropped the first one, Always knew life was deeper than what was
WELL I'VE BEEN WALKING DOWN A LONG AND DUSTY ROAD
I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU LOVE
BUT ALL I SEEM TO FIND IS NOTHING EVERYWHERE
I'VE BEEN THINKING
days
Oh how things have changed
From that world way back then and those innocent days
Chorus
To that small one-horse town
Down that old dusty road
and a way prepared
To suit your every need if you believe
If you believe so will it be it's true for you it's true for me
Somewhere down that narrow road
trying to make it out
When the dusty ole miner mined his last peice of appalachian coal
He joined his dad by the pearly gates where God took his soul
down?
You can sit beside me in the middle seat
Baby I'll drive, you can kick up your feet
Feel that summer breeze and watch the world go by
No, I
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
Ima get these bands on the road
Even if I gotta sell my soul
Cause the world so cold
Cause the world so cold
A nigga lost his heart to a hoe (Thot)
Moon shinin' down through the palms
Shadows movin' on the sand
Somebody whisperin' the twenty-third psalm
Dusty rifle in his tremblin' hands
a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh
Hot sun goin' down
Heatin' up this little town
The cows are fed and the plowin's all been done
Moonlight, fireflies
Beer on the bank by
the road
Our roads are gonna cross again
It doesn't really matter when
But somewhere down the road
I know that heart of yours will come to see
That you
by City Hall found that London
Has seen an increase of 71%
In victims of serious youth violence since 2012
The Mayor says this is linked
of what people of this town went through at that time.
The year of 1944 saw Forlì ravaged by the bombardments of both Allies and Germans and subject
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