Lyrics:
I hope that I don't ever grow up
Look at all these things I could die for a dream
I'm a little too far gone in this cup
Deep end, you can tell by
Ain't gonna love you all through the morning
Ain't gonna love you all through the morning
Yeah, see 'em going where I been, know how you feel
considerate like that
Which is why I guess I love her
And by that I hope you don't think
That I am trying to smother
Her uniqueness or her freedom
To find some
be fine
By the end of the night
Are you feeling it now?
Feeling good, feeling great (Are you feeling it)
Feeling great, feeling good
How are you, how
That nigga ain't that great don't believe the hype
What You Talking About
That nigga can't switch flows just one trick
What You Talking About
That
I'm by myself
Yea I'm still here
I fight myself
When I fight my fear
I tell my friends life is well
After whipin tears
I know some niggaz got life
fall, I chop 'em down, Paul Bunyan
KJAY go stupid on these tracks
I'm having fun man
These instrumentals that were cooked
Up by Kundai
Served on a plate,
teaching all about grace this is your calling come find out
God's love
Kaylah lulu gotta be two but it's one boo
She was in too like a lost fool
Now she
hurts, you miss me too, but look beyond the forest,
Yah created us, we’re the inventory
How we live and how we die is all for His glory.
Outro: (Poetic
But your music is by far shitter
I've been in my zone
And I've been in my head
I've been havin' thoughts on how I can get the bread
Always fuckin
of grain
You watered, you tried to do your darnedest, all in vain
If as great a faith as Paul's can follow after Saul
Then there's hope for someone out there
existence itself
It does not know. It is knowledge itself
How to know God, page 130
They brainwashed my great uncle
Brainwashed my cousin Bob
They
Tell all my homies I'm good
Tell Everybody its great
Tell baby Zara her daddy a soldier ain't nothing gon take her away
Tell momma I love her
call and I don't answer
And I'm sorry but I can't help it
I'm hurting and I can't hide it
I am not a great liar
Just know you're not the cause
My love is
You get a cock to my youngin
'
Whole bag of O's, we call them Funyuns
I be moving through these trees, real-life Paul Bunyan
I really got it by the P,
like Sean Paul, in it for the long haul, a wizard like John Wall with it
Your tough love gave her a black eye but it's covered up so good you'd think
And mighty are you Lord
Your love is ever sure
And you have won it all
How great thou art
I will love to give u praise
And now I’ve come to say
By your
It's in my veins,
Like a chain-reaction.
How it all happened.
Paps is slangin' crack in the mid eighties,
Back in the day, when shit was crackin'.
Guns go off, Shams is a Raiders fan
A rhyming gallop reporter, columns are lost
White five, black five with dollars to toss
Twisted by the dark side
know that you love to sing
And, oh baby, well, I know that you love to write
You live by the light of the moon
And I live by light of desire
Ooh,
like a quarter a mil
Hit ya by the tech and blow half your budget
I do it for the streets and **** love it
Just copped the new Bent, you know ya boy pay
will face my Clarks
I see di enemies a rise and don't surprise If dem line out inna chalk
If dem love dem life, dem watch how dem move, and mine how
it's my mom and pop
If heaven is real I know it's O that's helping Don a lot
My sister lost her husband she wasn't married a year yet
I love her I hope
go
They be lacking to pay that thinking straight
Man we ain't lacking a thing rack in the faith
Paid by the blood of the Lamb that is paid
Debt is
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