Lyrics:
passing by
Tight black corset and a bustle to die for
I see my mistake as she catches my eye - oh yeah
And she says
How can I love you with that
clean upper
You don't know who you f***ing with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
the megaphone
I'll shout it on the count of three
One, two, three
Oh, hear my prayer tonight, I'm singing to the sky
Give me strength to raise my voice, let
the megaphone
I'll shout it on the count of three
One, two, three
Oh, hear my prayer tonight, I'm singing to the sky
Give me strength to raise my voice, let
Pray to Jah to hear my prayers oooh ooh oooh
Yeah eeh yeah
All we want is freedom
All we want is freedom
Yeah eeh yeah
Ooooh oooh
Yeah eeh yeah
Hmmm
We
dirt there's a carcass of my second kill,
Down,
At the park,
Under stone,
Under pine there's the carcass of my brother william.
Brother where
All these songs are prayers
All my songs are prayers
When I was a child I wanted to be playa
But all my songs ended up just being prayers
When I was
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
M.I.M.S
(make it make sense )
Written by Murphy Oyeneyin
PRE-CHORUS
Make it make sense
Make it na make sense X3
INTRO
Sheba Sheba Shebaoooo
you hear my prayers
How can I be greatest
Nana ama fr3 mi ah op3 dough
Mommy fr3 mi ah op3 dough
3nsh3 miho 3nd3 fr3 joe
But hey we go blow...
Haters
Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing what nobody
In here but you, spyder and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred
I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root
Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof?
Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go
hear my voice
Harden not your heart
This ain't the time to resist Him
Let em' in your heart
I beg with ya
I plead with ya
Come on home
Come on home
together when you think no one cares
Down on my knees and I got you in my prayers
Lord hear my prayer
(Lord hear my prayer)
I need you to help me
(I need you
and listened, and I heard this prayer
My mommy says daddy has brought us to shame
And I'm never no more to mention his name
Lord take me and lead me and hold
and listened, and I heard this prayer
My Mommie says daddy has brought us to shame
And I'm never no more to mention his name
Lord take me and lead me and hold
of old poison gas,
And obsolete germ bombs, just as a freak tornado cruised through
(my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby) [repeat: x3]
Sucking up two
need a angel by yo side
When them prayers come in light, cuz them devils lurkin'
Put on the full armor of God, keep that 'istol by yo side
Never know
choppin it up
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H.,
the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H. though
On the platinum Yamaha,
choppin it up
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H.,
thoughts lately
I've been having crazy thoughts lately
Until I pen letters that make William Shake his peers
I'll take my skills and break they ears
Replace
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
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