Lyrics:
the day I have a baby by free
Not to say that anything is wrong with free
Just to say that ain't nothing wrong with me
If my hands in the cookie jar,
Somehow I gotta stand up
I gotta get up
I cannot give up
I cannot give up
Give up
Give up
Dear Father God
Sang a little song
Said, You was on the mainline
basically, acting relentlessly
Being young, trying to find a place where I belong
But did wrong, now I sing this song
I confess, my mess, I called it ""fun""
Father itching for a feen
Would my friends know what I mean
If I smoke on the lean
While living so much in between
I grew up damaged as a teen
Yet I take
the when I was barely getting by
All I had ta do was keep my eyes on the prize
Kick it in overdrive
While haters fall by the wayside
To hot ta touch
Built
my father's face
Wake up, nigga, wake up
All these politicians need they face cut
Beefing with niggas you went to school with
Easter Sunday
I'm broken
I'm wounded
I'm wretched and ashamed
And the harlot is like a chain around my neck, it's my name
She sings the song of humanity ,
The hammering from the pit and the pounding of guns grew louder. My fear rose at the sound of someone creeping into the house. Then I saw it was
Watch the fate of my family slain would never see good times again
Cursed with pain by a nigga with no shame
My father bear the same name as his
concerned, he's my father cause my biological didn't bother
[Verse 1]
Biological father, left me in the cold, when a few months old
Aa father's child was
Song for you
This is a song for you
I'm sorry for those things that I put you through
This is a song for you
I'm sorry for those things that I
like mine
Her voice is really nice
Yeah, this is my friend Ray
My best friend Ray, who I gave the shaker that he lost
And we were hanging out and I was
grateful)
That the sun shined today
Let the sun shine it's rays
I'm grateful for my bro
I'm grateful for my pops
I'm grateful for this smoke
I'm grateful for
I'll hasten to His throne
Your song mighty Father
I stripped my hand of thee
No other help I know
If Thy withdraw Thyself from me
Oh, where, where
blind
I'm in love with the struggle inspired by pain
And i pray the father sends peace to my brain
This could really be the dopest song i ever wrote
I'm
The Artillery Man And The Fighting Machine
Journalist: The hammering from the pit and the pounding
of guns grew louder. My fear rose at the sound
you can make me laugh and feel
The beauty of those things that can't be seen
And no one knows me as good as you
You're like a warm sun ray
A dream song
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
of the tunnel in their hearts
cnd the rays of the sun, seeping through the wood lights their paths.
My cunt would say that a house is either alive or dead by
a father to a daughter
I can be ya role model
My sister been two years since the feds, had a baby before she left
She send me my nephew, swear I love em
A ray of light shine on me, in time
Yes in time
Oh my father Oh my father
In every step I took you were right there
You were my hero
Anytime I played
(Song is played underneath Ray's dialogue)
Ray writes a letter
RAY: Dear Rosalind, thanks for the new tape. You did my song very well. But, be
before the presence of the LORD
HE says: You exalt me and I love
The FATHER says: You worship me and I love you
You make me sing over you
I sing my new
through backdoors in the winter
Father forgive me I turned to a sinner
They talking won't get to my head
I'm always gone worry bout the bread
Sipping
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