Lyrics:
were having a son
Their lives could not have been better
And they had only just begun
Together they arrived early at the hospital
on a mast
In harbor, by mischance he slipt and fell:
A limb was broken when they lifted him
And while he lay recovering there, his wife
Bore him another son
knee
They ran in Briana's crib and gunned her down while she was sleep
Father God, I ask you please forgive us for our sins, knowingly and unknowingly
the Trinity one
The Father The Son & The Spirit are One
You add them together you're gonna get one
That's the way it is, that's divine math
The way up is down
priestly medications with that sound coming
through the wall." Thin walls you understand. The Priest put down his
dropper, cold hall, and knocked on the door
I never will forget my love anachie
Down came her father and he's standing by the door
Saying jeannie you're trying the tricks of a whore
You care
said, Enjoy yourselves in your homes for three days, for that is how long you will live
This is a promise that is inevitable
So when our commandment came,
never will forget me love Anachie
Down came her father and he's standing by the door
Saying Jeannie your trying the tricks of a whore
You care nothing
Intro-
My father who watches over
The creator this is your son
Continue to bless me
An entity as you have always done
Continue to guide me
I repent
her face
She put on her old brown coat
She put on her old brown hat
With the bright light still in her eyes
She moved quickly out the door and down
through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe
Dear baby girl
I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world
He don't commit to much but
was not in my budget for life
Wish you a wonderful life
I'm my father's son, I'm as...stubborn as can be
I'd rather perish on my knees, than be standin'
trip he live right on the end of yo block,
Mhm yea, that n**** live right down the street from you,
Sex offender on the level three drug,
Convicted
trip he live right on the end of yo block,
Mhm yea, that n**** live right down the street from you,
Sex offender on the level three drug,
Convicted
papers
Don't trip he live right on the end of yo block,
Mhm yea, that nigga live right down the street from you,
Sex offender on the level three drug,
and disgrace, three of us took our own lives
Goodbye Eugene and Cyril
They never mourned your loss
They built the devil a city
They put their sons on a cross
I
our fathers and slaughtering them all over the world
But it’s time that we spoke
Either you want us to live, or you don’t
Even so, there’s potential for
know me not. I should betray myself.
Never: not father's kiss for me--the girl
So like her mother, and the boy, my son.'
There speech and thought
to continue in the way
3. Live a life of righteousness to glorify the name
4. Of the one who sent him to the world to testify of grace
5. Jesus even prayed that
bride
Soon we will take flight
There's only one way to the Father
Not two ways, not three ways
Walkin' in the flesh
Need to stop that
Just behave
maybe
I fall short but my faith stretch. For God, I go crazy
(Hook)
Overflow
Father, Son, & Holy Ghost
Overflow
Father, Son, & Holy Ghost
Overflow
mo' trial
Released on this wild earth, my generation hit worst
Will my development arrested by the government
Younga niggas strugglin', livin' life
the bodies home
But the terror ain’t over
Son’s of fathers
And grandfather’s of our father’s son’s
How we gonna win when we ain’t even ONE
All lives matter
But
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
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