Lyrics:
of all the vows is only true to how it sound
Heaven was above they said my head was in the clouds
When you hold it proud they wondered what it was about
of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction, taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world
claim to be messiah,
Than baptize me in this cough and frost,,my life is cold you liar,
I’m tired of walking this road,I’m tired of carrying this load.
claim to be messiah,
Than baptize me in this cough and frost, my life is cold you liar,
I’m tired of walking this road, I’m tired of carrying this load.
that sits in this tabernacle
If you think that ain't the truth I'm quick to give an example
By leaving ya life in shambles I'm not the one you should
the Bullock Family Mass Choir sings it, it can go from 4 minutes to 10 minutes like a revival song.
Gather in your tools, your work is all done. Gather in your
switch)
Westsiiiide! You know what time it is
(Police informa, di bwoy dem a snitch)
All my real homeboyz in Jerzey
(Live the thug life and get
Buried ina
wanna show you what a GIB, I'd rather be sippin' Remy in VIP,
When you hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary nigga BIG,
Brooklyn
rollin' with them Brooklyn boys
You know how I be when you start livin' large
I control my own life, Charles was never in charge
No sitcom could teach
and used to hit it from the mids
Fix your playground player or
Some kids'll come stomp in your sandbox
Swollen hands cocked back
No knives, no drama, no guns
is my Adderall
Where the fuck is all my weed
Where the fuck did I leave my god damn wings
Your kids are your kids are in there tw... they're adults now
and this pain
Is the reason I'm awake
Ain't no soul behind these frames
I'm a shark in a tank
Ain't no soul left alive, you
A bird in my cage, Only burden:
of my killers who stand by
And I'm G-Force stat' nigga, never fly stand-by
Uhh, jeah, you know
Put this shit right back in the street, huh?
Brooklyn
(parent)
Don't push your daughter in my face, and tell me that it's okay (my face, okay)
'Cause your agenda is to get paid, and get mad when it don't go
speak I'm messin' up in school
Just to hear your name girl, it's makes me drool
As you sing "Full Settle" on the college choir
My temperature level
and discuss price
FYI, I never been robbed in my life"
Or, you find a chick, shit, you hole up in her crib and
Let her introduce you 'round town like her man
white chalk mullato
My motto
Is to be judged by 12 never carried by 6 so I walk around like pharrell holding the clips
Malicious heroin needles push in
I'll give you three seconds to come out wit' your hands up, one, two
This is my own private domicile and I will not be harassed, motherfucker
number
1, my middle name is Joanne
Given to me by my parents but Joanne
Was also the name of my father’s sister who I
Was named after she died in 1974
everlasting peace
Prosperity
For my posterity
Heaven is reality
No more jibiti
From the kingdom
Of obscurity
What a pity
If you clock 50
And you are still i
In
I feel my heart explode to particles
Love is always here and I told you so
Restless in dreams love carved in stone
This rhapsody of life in a way
I feel my heart explode to particles
Love is always here and I told you so
Restless in dreams love carved in stone
This rhapsody of life in a way
your life in one flight,
Lets take off tonight, come on
We go,
We go down
Love is in,
Then its out
We can tell,
Tell by now
If it wont, work out
Lets
sometimes we gotta find our creator
I defeated Father Time, was raised by Mother Nature
In the projects, tenement walls, sudden withdrawals
A true rebel is
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