Lyrics:
out just for you
To write this beautiful love letter to you yeah
You're so far away but one thing remains a fact
That I love you to the moon and back
integrity (In that belt called creativity)
But it's not a black corpse, snuffed by a cold world, I keep warm
By burning dead bodies smelling the beats
you'll see and then you can join us
Listen if you love me say the words to me
I'm surrounded by so many things that hurt to me
You know you'll always
you keep tryin'
That's why I remain here, still grindin'
Help him to make more music for You that the lost souls
And most of all our young babies, our
myself
They speak on my music, but use lyrics they ain't write they self (They speak on my music, but use lyrics they ain't write they self)
Ain't been
back then I got to say that
It's a good thing that I'm rappin'
If it wasn't for the rappin', I'd be mackin'
Good thing we got music
If not I'd be stuck
I see a slow, simple youngster by a busy street,
With a begging bowl in his shaking hand.
Trying to smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody notices.
can I cleanse it and drain this?
Disaster was in my lane, but a nigga pinned it and framed it
After me know one thing, who remain on the Strange list?
the mistakes been done
You ready for a real change?
Hope you are, because I'm not
But I've been chosen, so I got no hope but to be ready
Music has embraced me by
and storm --
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it's the first time I've been warm."
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men
grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey
These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught
from mankind
A grievous thing
And only evil angels will remain
Who will mingle with men
And drive the poor wretches into
All manner of reckless crime
I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again
Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me
Things I don't understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don't
DCM, what's crackin' nigga? (Yup)
Shit is fire (Yup)
(Uhh) Yea
Niggas aint gone pay me
I gotta get paid by myself
Only time i sleep is in a bed
I
that I'm letting myself down there is not a day that goes by that. I don't feel like I've let myself down in the way that I have music. So little in my
knew you were around and understood.
I was reaching out each moment to be free.
You were all those things I'd never be.
Gentle music, rock away
'm going to give it a go, got my music business under control
Positioning my content for cash flow, the last thing I want to do is lose my dough
Started from
saw you in the dark
But you didn't care as you instantly ran away from the bark
Barking, I might link my thing, we didn't debark
Thank you next, we
You rescued my life
You make all things new
You make, You make all things new
If I fail Your love remains
Cause You never change
You make all things new
Everybody get up and do your thing
Everybody come on, dance and sing
Everybody get up and do your thing
Let the music take control
Find a groove and let
I looked down in there
It was was only a dream, I knew
I knew it was new
It was only a dream
I knew it was true
I die
Things come true
I die
They do
(Bridge)
How many times must I
Paint the picture perfect
Trying to fit a pitcher into a pint
When it ain't even worth it (Worth It)
Some things I
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
And Louise holds a handful of rain
Tempting you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
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