Lyrics:
of
The church are open
We have come in
To this house
I want to be there
By the opening prayer
Holding hands as a
Spiritual pair
Able together to
Lift the hymns
the service)
I am the resurrection and the life
Saith the Lord whosoever liveth and believeth
In me shall never die
(Sir Percival Glyde is there in black
Beat your face in and
Have you looking like Van Exel
Ew! I be getting ugly on the beat
And I didn't even sign my deal
I'm getting money on these
Streets
gone by, I
Trying to find the reasons why, I
I always seem to make you cry, I
Just don't know why
Well could it be
You always running in the streets
the omelet station
Our maybe you prefer it in the room
More quality time with your future groom
Our room service is twenty four seven
Our spa is like a taste
lickle man don't be nothing Like us
My soldiers in the streets without A Thank you for your service
I stayed earnest
Breaking generational curses
Better
frozen
I can kick a tune like my man Beethoven
I got strategy, none is as bad as me
I'm the funky brother that many are glad to see
On a platform,
my brother got me servin'
Couldn't cook, burnin' holes in my Dennis Rodman jersey
Then a nigga turned Pippen on these niggas
40 sippin' on these
It will be in your house
It'll be bold in the best way
It will answer prayers from
Generations gone by
We don't need more viral
The revival will not go
ain't no longer then that head tap cus that nigga died in seconds
Don't be out here naked match the drip with your protection
Them stains on the curb from
Tony dead and his brother too
Streets talkin' every week the coppers comin' through
And homicides scoopin' niggas out of Paulie crew
Damn, he in
to say, it reminded him of be-bop
I said, "Well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles
The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin' like Michael"
Its
to the Goldsmith
and so he and his mother were soon in better circumstances.
After few years Aladdin became known
and loved by most of the folk in the buzaar.
One
Whatever Kiss wants is gon' get purchased
House so high in the Hills, phones don't get service
Just listen, even though we be riffing
Without you around,
Everyone knows you as a man of honor
I am glad to know you simply as a friend
You've always taken time to be my brother
And I'll be standing by you
thru some tragedies
In pain, but fuck Im glad to be
Shit ain't do no bad to me
Don’t know bout too many but lil Lo go give his last to me
I know that ur
in my rhymes fighting for yo' spirit and you mind!
So what it be like my brother be catching gangrene
The water be brown in the morning in my sink
service was fucking worthless, so I said a couple words at it
Didn't know her but I'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick
The Odd nigga with a spoon in
When the pressure in my head is to much, I cant take it
You dab me up, Saying ''don't stress, your gonna make it''
My brother till I die and i'm glad
When the pressure in my head is to much, I cant take it
You dab me up, Saying ''don't stress, your gonna make it''
My brother till I die and i'm glad
she love the dominance I'm asserting
Ain't givin' brain, you worthless, gotta know before you get in that's certain
Wastin' my time, I need service
and me
There will be some jubilation for the happy pair
Yes, the best in all creation, joy is in the air
There'll be music at the station
For
overdose
4nem be tweaking
Bet not tweak or he gone send you to the deacon
Get em gone by the weekday
And have his service on the weekend
Where I'm from you
and a 6 on my roof
I'll be there in 5 to get slurped like a stew
Up 4 in the morning, yo, plug in a snooze 3 jiggs , I'm tryna fuck by the 2's
It's one,
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