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He went ahead and built, the town on the swampland
that he and the preacher man agreed to
He laid foundations, that he crafted by hand
but gave them
stay light and his yoke at ease
Rest well, crown so heavy, that's peace
Gotta stay humble, just know Ima G
Let me see ya hands in the air like freeze
neighbor,
And he was axing up could she do him a favour,
She grabbed de nigga's hand and took him in the room,
And laid on the back as he fucked her with
on them cuts, we got Pinot in them cups
Contraband in quarter panels, four, five kilos by the struts
Put your faith in mortal man and he shall terrorize
over
And I'm laid beneath the sod
Then these hands of mine shall
Touch the hands of God
Many times these hands have failed Him but
He's kept me by His
one
Hit him and run
Smoked him like a cigarette butt
Vigourous luck
He looked up his vision is dull
Moments went by and he's sitting in blood
No period
a gleam in his eyes
And we say goodbye to Big Tex
Another outlaw laid to rest
In the hot October air, the flames reached high
And now he rides with
overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico.
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walked a sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack
overtook me down in Juarez Mexico.
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walked a sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack
overtook me down in warren mexico.
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walked a sheriff from jeraco hill
He said willy lee your name is not jack
He was a cook at a dead-end job, 26-years-old
She moved back to Atlanta, fucked over by her father she had got disowned
He was a ? for the rap, but
of earth
Put out your hand
And touched the face of hell
All this is why you don't have anything to say
When your boy tells you
That he is seeing cracks in
still acting like he hood
You can take the man out the hood
But you can't take the hood out the man
Made me what I am
I said what instead of who
Bu
we get it dogs, it's on me
When Lamborghini doors open, smoke seeps by my feet
I'm tryna buy a bone, at every show I brought my whole team
Loyalty Is
his
Hand in due time
I kept it so muthafuckin real wit
Chu that I was blind
Cuz I was to busy showing love
I ain’t see the signs
When you needed me
of national security, making anti-muck
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by
you and me
a ton of scars
Laid his life down for his bride cause his love is large
My Lord he set the bar high, and I'm falling short
But I'll be standing with my
She let's me in her house
I watch her cats while she's on trips
Cotton is my favorite cat
He snuggles me and sprays his piss
I clean her toilet, wash
thanks he turned every one of them down
One smile from those he loved was all John Johnston wanted to recall
The day they laid his body in the ground
From
a bag full of gold; He was reckoned to be of the salt of the earth, but he died years ago very old. Twas his last sad request, so we laid him to rest in
need my vibe, just call me
Yeah, and before I rest, God knows you the best, cause he made you a flex
Run up a check, just to go and invest, never digress
'em, they hate a nigga lovin' his life
In all possible ways, know the Feds is buggin' my life
Hospital days, reflectin' when my man laid up
'em, they hate a nigga lovin' his life
In all possible ways, know the Feds is buggin' my life
Hospital days, reflectin' when my man laid up
overtook me down in Juarez Mexico.
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walked a sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack
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