Lyrics:
things
That's why I've agreed
To let you back in
Kicked the door in
With a different view
No three year plan
I'll be out in two
Instead of following
From father to son
The blood runs thin
See faces frozen still
Against the wind
The seam is split
The coal face cracked
The lines are long
From father to son
The blood runs thin
See faces frozen still
Against the wind
The seam is split
The coal face cracked
The lines are long
Here's ah story
About how Bullies never win the race
It's in your face
Bully dum he was ruthless scum
Brought up by parents, in a slum
To ah
Ima stay right by your side
I know that life is crazy
Ima stay right by your side
I know that life is crazy
All I'm thinking baby
Is Ima stay right
down in the mid summer heat
It's a trip that I'll always remember, I'll never forget
A father and son telling stories and laughing, snatching victory
either live poor or die by cops
I been stuck for the last 3 months
Dolo in these slumps
One day it's Kobe dying
Next day it's covid virus
Next day it's
See me I'm a child of the 3 trinity Father Son and Holy Ghost it's
L-I-G-H-T-A please don't forget all glory goes to the dopest
Most High Aidonai El
throw her down
To her PJ's
Lay her on the floor and do work
In three ways
After the party
Guess what?
Ayyo she's still payin'
Feels so good
I
of heaven
But my father only
And as the days of Noah were
So shall the coming of the Son of man be
For in those days before the flood
They were eating
Let me tell you bout a girl I know
She my woman and she lives next door
Every morning 'fore the sun comes up
She brings me coffee in an old tin
'cause he stole from me
He'll stay here by my side
This surely is his plight
Now be gone from my sight
My lord, I beg your pardon
Our lives are in
Devil's Son' ??? with dope lyrics
Live in regret, AOTP these shook rappers hit the deck
[Chief Kamachi]
Courtesy of the streets, make it a microphone
out the exit door
Leave me hanging like testicles
Focused on 3 commas before the first decimal
Wait I can flip the message tho
Like what's worst
All
think say dem fit pull me down, but dey no know, God dey by my side, gidigba, gidigba
3.
God so strong, God so powerful
Always there for me even though
that you somethin that you not
Boy big chillin while the work is payin off
Something like a sloth
Dro get delivered by drone to the door
Man I ain't got
shitty brown
Chinese food we used to split it down
You know the rules
We still got three seconds after it hit the ground
Remember that
You dread the phone
the game and drillings to my younger ones
If my brother lived I'd be my father's youngest son
I hit the studio and get to movin' next
With my problems ain't
Makaveli the Don puttin' it down to the fullest, maximum overload
3 Day Theory, Killuminati to your body
with the impact of a 12 gauge shotty
Double-I
I'm inside the air is fresh as [a lie? ]
You are greeted by a civil servant
She is dressed in beads
She jots down your needs
And casually recedes
Look
[ lyrics taken from CD booklet ]
Heeeeey
What's happenin, y'all?
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the funky Tung Twista, baby
[number] inches
One by one marines filing down the stairs
On the boy's neck and arms, feeling chills and standing hairs
A uniformed man walks over to his mother
nightshirt baby, hand me my morning gown (repeat 2x)
Don't feel sleepy
I just feel like lyin' down
Gotta help me baby, help me baby
Can't do it all by myself
no one is safe from fools
Worship the father, the son and the ghost
Down on your knees, cross round your neck
Sacrifice your lives, your children
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