Lyrics:
Sheriff Wade
It's a long way down this bottomless hole
Hampton Smith was murdered by a "slave by another name"
Shot by Sidney Johnson after Hampton beat
and the Lord take'th away
Oh Lord Jesus I wish you'd take'th away Sister Mary's wig
Oh you disrespecting the House of God with that thing
It don't even look
hail Mary's please Father forgive us
Young, the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas
They way y'all all follow Jigga
Hov's a livin' legend
by choir]
Searchin so looooong (so long) lost in the clouuuuuds (in the clouds)
Tryin to stay strooooong, and make you prouuuuud - make you proud!
Took
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by
born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
it's up to you Just like Truth or Dare I swear that Ain Been broke in a long time and if ever go back broke it'll feel like something new
I knew yo hoe
kiddo? You're line was busy
Bobby
Fella
Bobby
Sweetie
How have you been?
Stop by on your way home
Seems like weeks since we Bobby,
record on me
I'm the DJ for you free play
We play scratching on your Sony
I got long D for a Hail Mary
No sleep gettin freaky, very
Over sea's or wherever
long years his soul wanders the earth
Pursued by the British he lost all his worth
He sits down and cries by the shores of the bay
And by his own hand we
dead
But the air was so good, youth is unwritten
Walked by the canal, smoked a pack of Camels
You said the dark has a thing with the light
At the circus
She is my ripe tomato,
She's my carrot on a stick,
I've been drunk upon her juice so long,
I don't know where I am
Now show me the way home,
Show me
Along the road to Bethlehem, people are making their way
The children of David are going home, Caesar's decree to obey
Among them a carpenter and his
on the floor
I tilled & I planted
My garden beds
I played reggae music
And I grew long dreads
It was freedom on my land
Freedom from the norm
My way to make
Hollering out lines I wrote on the way over
I was on a plane from LA on a layover
Tryna find a way to explain why I stay home
That was all I had when I lost
seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
like my good hand I
Tatooed e.v.i.l. across it's brother's
so long, had to get reacquainted with the neighbors
On the block all these cash we been rakin'
Way before the rap when I was writin' verses
We was
came to know Mary
First time that someone looked beyond the rumors and the lies
And saw the man inside
We used to walk down by the river
She loved
came to know Mary
First time that someone looked beyond the rumors and the lies
And saw the man inside
We used to walk down by the river
She loved
without the persecution I had known for so long.
I hitchhiked all the way with a suitcase in one hand
and my guitar in the other and as I stood
You know Kathie Lee, you are a very special woman
I don't mean special in a Mary Tyler-Moore way
Or an extra-value meal at Happy Burger way
No, I
disconnect
And disregard the founding fathers?
But you know what? Whatever it is
It don't even matter
'Cause as long as I'm alive
I'ma show and prove where
a home
Phone so low
We just might creep in the back
Got a big trunk on that Monte, no cap
If I want it, I get it, now I own that
Never take me too long
I
looking so good I can't pass it up
Looking fly when you walking by
With ass so fat that I had to touch
Give it to you till you had enough
Throw it deep
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