Lyrics:
stampede, and seen the rise and fall
Of camps where men got gold in chunks and he got none at all;
That's prospected a bit of ground and sold it for
is no longer empty, fear and doubt collide
Made it so uncertain, my Lord God has He lied?
That hole in my heart is where evil now resides
I wait upon
throat and make it hard to breathe
Your whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mics
My
throat and make it hard to breathe
Your whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mics
My
Steve this is (green)
Sin in the past, God in the front
All of these demons, I'm finna' stunt
Conformed to the world, couldn't hear him at all
He pulled
Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what)
By that time Fast tapped me with the nine
He said it's time to blow, ya know, so out the door we go
Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what)
By that time Fast tapped me with the nine
He said it's time to blow, ya know, so out the door we go
is gained
He's callin' the numbers play by play
We're either out or we're in all the way
Get in the action whatever the cost
Nothing can equal
of a breakthrough
But Lord we need to rendezvous
Cuz when I vent to You, rejuvenate
My soul, You are able
The absence of darkness is lavish
Addictions replaced with
Hit me i like that
Hit me again!
Okay! I go by Weezy F b, that's who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new ID
I beat up the track like the new Ali
And also need him right here
Through side by side
He show me sign my side
I call him every night, night ,night
This is other side
I bring my faith every
BLOTTIVADED
But when the president does it, that means that it is NOT illegal...
By definition?
Exactly...
SkreeZy and Treazy on the mic, get it
can happen
To you is being abandoned to your
Sin, being cursed by God
Being crucified outside the camp - and
That has already happened to you
the plays
Grind is apparent
All by His grace
I'm able to bear it
That Cross on my back
Cross on my back
Cross on my back
Cross on my back
Got that Cross on my
list, that's why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?
Yo, whether it's dope money or rap
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
the coke was uncrushable
Guns is fingerprint-proof, we "Ryde or Die"
You drivin' by, we clap at your ride, good-bye
I keep my song in my soul
Blessed
God is able god is able
God is able to do what He said He would do
God is able god is able
God is able to do what He said He'd do
I think about
Morant
Yeah, this nigga get out of line with his gang
He gon' fuck around, die with his camp
I'm on a fourteen-hour long flight overseas
I'ma sit back
I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, little fellas
Ghetto dwellas
With ammunition in their cellas
And no remorse in their hearts
When the shit
Lachey, while he sit in a sauna in gloves with a scalf and a pea coat
Fire emoji, you niggas too emo
I'll jack yo ass, me Wee Man and Steve-O
Now while your
feel the same as the past
Tryna find reason as velvet leaking like
What was the reason?
My mental gone by the season
Barely able to breathe when he
there!
She is, Johnny! I promise you!
Fucking liar!
Oh my God! Christine, he's got a gun!
(EDGECOMBE fires both girls
Scream and CHRISTINE
Throws
daughter I love you.
We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep
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