Lyrics:
Jesus
What a friend we have in Jesus
Whoa
I've got three of my own now
Tryna raise them up right
My oldest is fifteen
And I remember what that was
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead
'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already
When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone
Drunk by
dancing with our friends"
(I'll take her word for it the slumber
Parties were not jungle-themed in Canarsie)
You heard it here first "Anaconda" is about
that way
To the Father, Son and Holy Spirit
I hold You nearest
My best friend (best friend)
Let the trumpets blow with Your appearance
I can
of everything I thought had to accompany my music it became my burden. It just got stolen from me. I said, What is this? How did this thing that I love so much so
target audience
Cause it's obvious
I've gone astray
Losing my way like Timberlake
Produced by Timberland on that goddamn FutureSex/LoveSounds
What's
|prayers and
\useless pity
|Say you love him |and my
|life is over!
|Past all hope |of cries for help:
\no point in fighting
|Either way you choose |he
(My phone)
Pull up to the spot
My car worth a lot
You know that I'm hot
You mad cause she not
He knows he's my friend
Been down til the end
He wanna
to
know about my life so check this out; this is called My Own Hell
Produced by Don Juan
[Intro 2]
Nigga, my life is straight conflict
When all I want
The most coward way women are the
Essence of life i cherish them my strength
Is given to me from my
Mother i am everything she taught me to
Be i was raised
definitely not my ways
Saved by your grace
Holding me in your sweet embrace
So I will hold my head up to the sky
There’s no looking back
No matter how hard 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
Father, I'm prayin' for a friend he and I are pretty close
and out of all my friends for this one I'm concerned the most
He say he readin' daily but he
my young Gs are carrying
His blade same length as a javelin
I don't know about B-ball, what's happenin'
But know that it's fucked if he's travellin'
bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"
"That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"
And he's like
nigga named Screw
The Kici's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas dont
walking out on him.
In the Big House, Isabelle is a-telling all to the chaplain, who's become her friend.
She says:
I don't know why you care.
I don't know
)
Oh, that's the way, love is sugar
(That's the way love is
Sho' 'nuff how it is) that's how it is
Oh, that's how it is my little darlin'
Yeah now
I know
quiet as a mouse
Said, 'Mister Lost John be my friend
Be my friend until the end.'
Well, I'm long, long, long gone
Well, I'm (he's) long, long, long
've been marked for death, almost ripped apart
By the beast but he missed his mark
Alone in the dark my thoughts had sparked up
When I saw my body
one among the many who need
This message my n****
But man that's just how life is
And that's just the way it's gone go
What you do with it
Is
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
I remember me and my friends playing at dad's house on the weekend
'Til he found the video camera where my friend had recorded
An MTV cribs satire
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