Lyrics:
pending my work is always done
Laying on the wooden chair for too long got kissed by the sun
My mouth be smoking but no smoke in my lungs
Different breed
Travel around the world I'd Love to
Fly away
I thank God for my mother
When she goes to heaven
God please tell her that I love her
With earth feeling like
Running with the Mac blow your mother fucking head back
Imma bust ten caps at yo motherfucking neck
I was aiming for your fucking head
Sacrifice
politician is a criminal
Honestly, I’m getting sick of it too
I’ll try keeping it to minimum
I’m just trying to be the greatest mother fucker to ever make it
a better woman
You just are by far
And i can tell from the start
The way you wana do my dishes
Soon as i put in the kitchen
That shit makin me suspicious
Big Apple, 3 AM
I'm posted up on Easy Street
It's 3, I need to sleep
Nobody know the troubles that I seen or brought with me
I'm seeing heaven
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
the blind: he had to tell them
His mother had encouraged him though it
Meant he would leave their home
For she knew it was the meaning of his life
For
the stop myself
be cah I started crying
my mother passed away
it's been hard at times
and I've been scarred inside
still asking why
Nah I ain't
I think they want me dead or alive
So immortal though I never can die
But forever I fly
Quit the pills that was getting me by
I know the truth
I see a fire in the distance mother
My love I see those rising flames
Are those the sabbath candles glowing
No my love, but you will rest the same
I
Well how do you do
My name is Lars
I'm from Cambell california
You might know that by now
I'm of danish decent
For that I'm proud
See my father was
VERSE 1:
There's to much that's going on, I don't know what to do
Paralyzed by options in this world can't pick and choose
Everybody's life is
down,
I get lifted high (high)
by Jesus Christ.
The heavens open to Lord Adonai,
the morning light.
One Bible,
the Second Coming
and a Third Eye.
is inspired
By Frida and Steinem
Vogues to Madonna
And twerks to J Lo
If he dreams
Of a white laced wedding
In the dress
His mother wore
I will
made, been made for each other
And I'd take her home
Why I'd even take her round for tea with my mother?
And she could go out to work
And I'd lie around
Unaware of the wiles of the snake in the grass,
Of the fate of the maiden who topes,
She lowered her standards by raising her glass,
Her courage, her
will you follow
Me trough the cracks and hollows
And I would be your Cain
If you would be here now
The Mother-of-Pearl
Handcrafted by God
The Milky Way upon the heavens
Is twinkling just for you
And Mr. Moon he came by
To say goodnight to you
I'll sing for you I'll sing for mother
berattas, stack cheddar
When the Village was termed the Felix Mitchell, D and Black era
Real goodfellas, the whole Ville was down for whatever
Protected by
blood runs thick down the banks of the crooked creek
These grass roots have all been tilled for generations next in line
Our heaven will never be filled
man who's becoming a gun man
Raised by a single mother who makes concern with the
And going on vacation, whenever the invitation
Was presented,
God I was fool
Cursing at the heavens
While you hung the moon
Don't go now
Oh little darling won't you stick around
Little girl you know you set
closer
yet need my own space
Stretch my wings to heaven
truth and God I face
After tasting sweet mother
Nature
how can I go back down
Not for me
I'm gonna
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