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a couple grams
Bill Nye the science guy n da spot Getting' hippies high
Work magic wit the opioid's swear
I should be crucified
12 still on my back ain't
build a house from blood
Well, my father's mansion rotted on the hill
The bank man brought the deed to bear upon my father's bill
And you must have me
Father of all
You gave me wings to be free
Father Of all
My conscience is ready to fly
There is no place, there is no time
For me, to hide
I have
How do you call yourself my brother?
When it's me you have forsaken
To see by truth and for yourself
You kill for your own mind and sake
So now
don't need no other
When you trust in each other's
Cos you are surrounded by love
One time for my Pops that's the King of the crop
A lion in a birthday
the money bad the bigger
Angels tatted all on me, pray for a lord sinner
Rolls Royce Corniche, sweepin' me off my feet
New bitches they by the fleet and we
hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Keys to my estate, put the cheese inside a safe
Drinkin' by the case,
on my love
She blew him a kiss and she hollered "Bravo"!
As he hung by his nose up above!
He floats thro' the air with the greatest of ease
comes!
Will ask for what have you done!
The father, holy ghost and son!
No remand...
The Witch:
The sisters murdered long ago
Still sing their songs in my
And bust you in the mouth
Find the girl's daddy's rich
And his sweet little angel's my sewer freak bitch
But I filled the turkey up with the stuffing
Like
Up and down
Didn't I say niggas gotta come ready for more?
Father forgive us for we know not what we do
Ain't nuttin here, ain't nuttin you gotta
family out the O so I been grinding
Money coming in but it been slow them bills keep piling
I wanna flood my wrist than flood my b*tch we rocking diamonds
back
That’s when I check the missed call I seen you still left him on decline
From here on out I know you’ll always be right by my side
And if I had
mummy and my daddy at the same time
Almost got hit by a trailer life could escape me
But momma said that you were the one who saved me
Got me wondering
of an impression on my kids
To be destined to have blessings to believe in, Lord
Just got off the phone with my son
Told him, "You a son of a gun"
Just got off
parted in my world of sheep and renegades
And though you're perfect, you don't fit in
Eyes blue as angels, mine black as coal and as the devil's soul
But,
nigga's stay broke
Bout
30 seconds in and I'm right on they throat
Yea
I'm inspired by the second
So I stay in first
I got Angels all around me
And they
the consequences of your own
Free will
Driving dirty on I-95 with my hand on my
Piece of steel
Prayin' to God for my
Peace to be still
Angel on my shoulder telling
thrill
You can say that my trade is a dying skill
Been working late nights yeah at the mill
Some say
One day
We may
Be replaced by automated machinery
But
lil' white kid shot up a school again (Crazy)
These shootings be gettin' committed by white people
So why the fuck police still shootin' up my people?
By all those fairy tales that drugged us
And they still do me, I'm sick, lonely
No laurel tree, just green envy
Will my number come up eventually
where I came from and not Knowing who my fathers are
I lacked guidance so tapping into our history has made me resolve that issue for the Most part
My
eroded get you buried with black roses
Time told by a rolly quarter on my arm
Fifty thou
Keep the Reaper blinded by your charm
Get money like i’m Jewish
And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber.
And took me on high, and higher still until we moved
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