Lyrics:
Though everybody dies
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
These days it's hard to tell
Who really cares
the mist of day
Never never
To know
How I loved you
If I loved
You
9: And So It Goes
In every heart there is a room
A sanctuary safe and strong
gotta prepare, we gotta prepare
For eternal warfare
Only time will tell who dies, these are the days of our lives
Come look deeply in my eyes, these are
lives, who dies, who tells your story
I know that we can win
I know that greatness lies in you
But remember from here on in
History has its eyes on you
poison
In hospitals, shots rittle the block
Little children and elderly women run for their lives
Drizzling rain come out the sky every time somebody dies
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
them hungry
Me tell you, a hungry mob is an angry mob
And the same man weh rich, him gwine turn round and rob
You are possessed by your possessions
feelings die
Everytime a man dies when its fucking night.
If you are a man bro stay away from them.
They will use you like you are owned by them.
If you
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
the weather
As curious as a pigeon
Searching around and around
Mask
Every morning I decide
Who I'm gonna be that day
Choose clothes
Wear makeup
Or no makeup
a halt or
Their society aborts
1981 President Reagan and the pope face assassins'
Bullets and escape with their lives.
But in Cairo Sadat dies in a hail
a dramatic way
Of the shortness of our lives
Can have a positive
Therapeutic effect our days are
Numbered and so
It is best to make every moment
Count, to have
Man says" "God is dead". but even still man dies
Jesus Christ still lives so evidently man lies!
Tell me who's da man with the world in His hand?
Is
the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe
that extends
that God will move
And patience to allow Him to
Oh, what joy His love brings!
Countless blessings as each day passes by
For I can't think of a day
corner 'pon cocked ready to draw
When dem face in-front of Jah
God, Heaven help dem, Heaven help dem
They all say the average black man only live 'til 25
just tryna live by some principles
(man why?)
We love Him can't get enough of him
So that's the God we living for
Because of who He is
If I'm worth
suffered by our man).
who tends the light now burning bright on the very last of land.
(Anger raged and misery too like nothing ever before).
He cursed
we saved Sali and those who believed with him by a mercy from us
And from the disgrace of that day
Indeed, your Lord, He is the All-Strong,
your trophy
But mask your defeat
And laugh at the fact that your fate was entrusted to me
At no cost and no fee
C'est magnifique!
Every day of your life
last four Cass'
(forecast) i seen that movie
Wasn't you a part of that Next Day Air cast?
Coincidence, cause my homies will
Shoot ya hype man and next
crazy, so we get to LA, we're staying off Coldwater Canyon
Alta Mesa, in studio city man, and I'm going to the studio with No I.D. Every day, and like,
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