Lyrics:
before the presence of the LORD
HE says: You exalt me and I love
The FATHER says: You worship me and I love you
You make me sing over you
I sing my new
Then my life in that man hands, while he just decidin
Niggaz bleed just like us
I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all
Runnin ain't in my protocol
don't know why
They mu'fuckin comparing
They lookin at me like I ride the McLaren
I said lil miss Lauryn
She said its miss Lauren
Lil nigga like Tyler
comes rushing in the door
He's an old man, he's out of breath and I'm thinking, oh my God, what's wrong, Grandpa, what's wrong
He holds his hand up
third degree
(Get the knowledge?) Suspicious niggas up in
There don clicked brick
I think he used to cop that Chronic
By the way I think don bone killed
winter through fall
And as the shells came down on the gulleys and glens
He dreamt of his red violin
T'was then as he leaned in to fill up me drink
a do me ama etc...
When the squire come by he was humming his song
Thinking to himself how it wouldn't be long
But when he got there no string he found
is looking for a pawn
To a nightmare of knowledge he opens up the gate
And a blinding revelation is laid upon his plate
That beneath the greatest
split
I grabbed you by the hand, he didn't understand
But I stepped off the scene just knowing I was the man
We enjoyed the date, also the night
Then I
on the outside
He got that soft skin on the inside
But when he come up from the streets and he all laid up with me,
He gon know I'm gon be by his side yeah
miner
Lying dead upon the sands
And for months they could but wonder
Did he die by human hands?
So they dug his grave and laid him
On his back and crossed
his hand, I still gotta see him
How's he supposed to look, supposed to feel for me
He gotta know I'm feelin you, and you feelin me
How am I supposed
George!
That Texas education must have fucked you up when you were very small
He beckoned with a small arthritic motion of his hand
Fingers together like
to bless ya
Them other niggas can stress ya
I guess he want a taste
Grabbed me by my waist
And now I'm all up on his shoulders
And it's all up in his face
a pawn
To a nightmare of knowledge he opens up the gate
And a blinding revelation is laid upon his plate
That beneath the greatest love is a hurricane
Jeffery Cowen
And knowing his father slowing
And his mother is hoeing
And now should he be growing
He's too young to be sewing
he should
Youngin' lost in his ways (Wicked)
Seeing potential you could save
You remind me of better days (My innocence)
Love helped me feel brave
My Puerto-Rican
the hand I shoot it different from the one I wave hello
That's a contrast, my stash ain't large enough to hide
So I got it all on me next to this thumper by
son do?,
nah if you don't see him come around then he back at his mother house,
Word, same rules at her house, I couldn't slip through that,
her new
me
Pull up, box him in like he on TV
Reload the drac and spin the again
Know show them bitches I'm on repeat
300 black out , leave his face all
Matty Groves to the floor
He drove Matty Groves to the floor
Then he taken his lady by the hand
And he sat her on his knee
And he says now which do
by the buzzer
They opened up my cell
Say hello to your new roommate he goes by Mel
His name was Melvin Jackman
He was a tall 300 pounds
He lumbered
Cut his hand from pickin' berries
He came runnin', cryin', to Mr. Jones.
CHORUS
I'm in trouble, come and get me Mr. Jones
You're the only one to help
the middle, put away stacks for my son
I mean it
Cause this can’t be another daddy story
Another sad how I wish he never had me story
No older nigga
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